Hi, I’m Natalie and this is my baby boy, Poe.

Poe is only 14 months old. He’s still just a kitten in so many ways. He carries his little cuddle bear around like it’s his prized possession, and he loves wrestling and chasing toys with his siblings , especially his baby sister, Chuleta, who’s only six months old. Watching the two of them tumble around together is pure happiness.

We adopted Poe on Christmas Eve 2024. That day meant so much to us because just before that, we had lost our black cat, Magic, to cancer. Losing Magic shattered our hearts. Bringing Poe home didn’t replace Magic nothing ever could but he brought light back into our home when it felt unbearably dark.

Our family has already faced FIP once before. Magic’s sister, Karma, is a survivor. She fought this disgusting virus three years ago and won. We know what this battle looks like. We know it’s exhausting, emotional, and expensive. But we also know it’s possible to beat it.

Now Poe has been diagnosed with FIP, and it feels like the ground has been pulled out from under us all over again.

He is so young. He should be worrying about stealing toys and chasing Chuleta , not fighting for his life.

The treatment that saved Karma is available, and it works. But it comes with overwhelming costs medication, constant monitoring, bloodwork, vet visits and it has to start and continue without interruption. Every day matters.

Poe still curls up with his cuddle bear. He still purrs when I hold him. He still trusts me completely. And I refuse to let him down.

Starting this GoFundMe is incredibly hard for me because I don’t like asking for help. But I love Poe more than my pride. I’m asking for help so my 14-month-old baby gets the chance to grow up. To keep playing with Chuleta. To grow old with Karma. To have the long, healthy life he deserves.

If you can donate, even a small amount, it means more than I can ever explain. If you can’t, sharing this fundraiser helps just as much. Every share gives Poe a better chance.

Thank you for reading our story. Thank you for caring about my sweet boy. And thank you for helping us fight — again — for one of our babies.