#Poccie Kitty

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My Poccie is dying dead

Edit: 9.10, Feb 16, 2023

She is gone.

I'm broken. I've been broken since last week. Poccie is dying. Probably is/will be gone by morning.

She has been sick for a while, won't eat on her own since Jan 26, when I asked the vet to get a bloodcheck for her. She was dehydrated, and the vet put her on saline IV. By Feb 1, it was clear that she was not getting better, and I asked the vet to get her admitted.

She was getting better when she was admitted, and I went so far as to get her a FIP test. It was negative, and the vet stated that it is likely Calici - most of her mouth and gums were inflamed. But she was eating and doing fine, getting better by the day.

She came home by Feb 9, I still keep her in a kennel just to keep watch. She peed/pooped and ate fine for exactly two days, and then started to refuse food. She also threw up twice, and thus I asked the vet for meds. After being given meds, she wasn't throwing up again and was able to keep a little food down.

By Sunday, the vet came and gave her Cerenia shot. She was still not eating much and being force-fed. The vet also put her on IV, and couldn't get a blood sample. We were planning on a more extensive blood check to figure out what's wrong, and were worried for her kidneys.

That night, the EGC polyp in her mouth erupted and she was literally spitting blood.

Little did I know that this would be the start of the drama.

She refused to eat - understandably. She was getting visibly weaker, couldn't get into the litterbox to pee and peed on the pad. Still no poop -- it has been yet another four days - since Feb 10 - that she did not poop. Vet and I presumed that she didn't poop because all of the nutrition that got into her were fully absorbed.

She weighted 2.8.

Yesterday she was bleeding from her gums again, and this morning (15/2) I asked the vet to pick her up again to be admitted. Her IV got tugged loose and I didn't have enough courage to put it back on myself.

Somehow, some time during the night and/or morning, she might have had a stroke. The vet checked her and cleaned her up, put her IV back on.

I am not optimistic. The vet said she still has some spirit in her. But she was somewhat paralyzed, her legs and arms were stiff, her tail was still moving, she could not hold up her head. At some point, her pupils started to differ in size, signs that she was in a coma. She'd somehow recovered like, after an hour of being in my lap.

I am torn.

I am not ready to let her go. She is half of my soul. My angel baby. Beloved princess.

But it hurts me to see her in so much pain.

Her eyes were somewhat empty, but she was still trying to look for mom when I put her on my lap and she heard mom's voice.

I stg was ugly crying at the vet with Poccie in my lap.

I am still crying.

I feel like I've failed to watch and care for Poccie.

I promised her, before I went home, that if she decides to stick around and fight, I'll be back tomorrow (as in later today) after I get back from the dentist. I unfortunately *have* to go to the dentist, I broke a tooth and it's getting annoying.

I told Poccie that if she's tired and doesn't want to fight anymore, I will be okay with it.

No I'm not. I won't be okay. But she only needs to know that it will be okay - I will be okay, *someday *- if she cannot fight anymore.

My guts said that she'll check out this morning. I've arranged with the Vet to have her returned home, whatever happens, rather than to have her buried at the Vet's.

I can only hope for a miracle, and I never put much stock in hopes or miracles I can't work to get.

I am so, SO sorry, Poccie. I wish I was better in caring for you. I wish this will not be the last photo of you and me together.

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[pratleskitties]

There are so much anger in the world today

I almost hate opening instagram. But I’m generally there for the  knowledgeable kitten fosters and they are the ones more valuable in my insta feed.

People are angry at ‘rescuers’ who had transported inter-islands a large number of dogs by means that are far from adequate and downright barbaric.

People are angry at a ‘cat lover’ who lied and cheated them for millions of rupiah.

People are angry at everything.

I am angry at my inability to save Poccie.

Oh, hey, look ma! I’m in stage two of DABDA (denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance)!

But yes, I am angry at myself. If only I had noticed her being  unwell earlier. If only I’d taken her to the vet earlier. If only I didn’t leave her that last night. If only I didn’t promise her I’d come the next day in the evening,  and instead promised her I’d come in the  morning. If only it was any other cat that I don’t love as much as I did Poccie.

If only I could turn back time.

If only I’d installed CCTV cameras.

If only I could actually do magick and take away her illness.

If only this life is a comic universe and I can reboot my life at readers’ will (or editor, or corporate -- whatever).

...eh, wait.. does this mean I’m in stage 3? Should I get some antidepressants at the ready for stage 4?

No, just kidding. I’m already in stage 4 since we buried Poccie.

I hope my remaining 8 cats have more patience with me than I am with them.

I am planning for their blood checks next week. This week is a bit busy for my liking.

[pratleskitties]

How are you?

I am still grieving hard. Tears are still flowing every day.

I cried every time I look at the kitty water fountain that I'd bought for Poccie - because she was the only one ever who took one look at the new fountain and know exactly what it is for.

I wept right after I workout - Poccie would love it when I'm lying on the ground, and she would get on my belly and knead it.

I choked up working on her grave earlier, I've decided to just put several tiles loosely and put a marker later. I'd like to have a small resin with her name, but haven't found anyone who can do it 'round here, yet.

I went to a wedding on Saturday, of a third cousin's. Put on some pretty clothes, makeup, and a smile. It was easy. I guess when you get older it gets easier.

Being the rare breed that is a woman smoker, I later hung out with 3 male cousins - as usual. We are a close-knit family, although we'd only shared a great-grandma, but we get along well. Not that close or as close as I am with my first-cousins (and their children) to the point where - if I wanted/needed to - I could call them in the middle of the night to pick me up and whatnot. But close enough to have a good chit-chat about work/life/etc. All of them are older than I am by 5+ years.

And they surprised me by saying, "hey, my condolences on your cat's passing!"

I froze for a full second before responding with a thank you. A heartfelt thank you that nearly made the dam burst again.

That was very much unexpected. They knew of Poccie's passing through mom's whatsapp status, I think, since I don't have their numbers. Two of them have visited our home and actually met Poccie, I think.

What caught me off guard is that they cared enough to the point of giving their condolences for a cat. For my cat. I think only one of them actually have/had cats, and he'd admitted that he was just a 'casual' cat feeder. At previous convo they were amazed at my 'level of care' for my cats.

I hope Poccie is proud of me for advocating for cat welfare, as I am of her for being the poster kitty of it. I know that her passing is not my fault -- probably only 20% of it is my fault (not noticing sooner). She was 'ugly', she was the cat that my former maid called ugly (although she was a cat lover) and wondered why would I let in a scraggly, ugly cat. Good thing that maid said this when Poccie was already beautiful. Otherwise I might have fired her sooner. :p

Anyway.

I am still grieving, and if anyone would tell me that it's not like losing a family member, I'll give them this: You couldn't/didn't choose your family member (i.e. those sharing parents and/or the parents); but you chose the cat to come with you.

[pratleskitties]

We all thought we're used to death, right, especially someone like me who'd seen so many death-of-loved-ones while under the age of 25.

Lemme tell you something: we don't.

Even the most blasé soldier would not get used to the departure of loved ones.

If you do, you're definitely a psychopath and need a very, very good mental health assistance. If your heart doesn't hurt whenever a loved one died, I seriously wholly fully truly and unironically suggest going to a mental health professional. No sarcasm here, at all.

Poccie may be 'just' a cat. A very beautiful calico cat that nobody wanted until she came to my house and demanded entry. And stay. And a litterbox, please, a proper one.

She helped Kidcat learning the litterbox. She helped Smartees be a little more social with other cats. She helped me heal and be indifferent on things that don't/won't affect me. Her kitty confidence was beyond compare, knowing that she can go outside without a harness and watched by Omi, knowing that she can go back home at any time. Knowing that she has had a home in my heart from the very first day that she got here.

This is my house, but this will forever be Poccie's home. She will be interned right in front of my front door.

I will grieve.

[pratleskitties]

The Pratles Kitties 02

...and then the kittens came. 

Dimulai dari Mochi; yang hamil besar dan datang ke rumah lewat genteng hanya untuk makan, lalu pulang lagi; hati meowmmy mulai potek. Riset dimulai: mulai dari berapa lama kucing bunting, populasi kucing, cara bunting, dan akhirnya cara mencegah bunting. 

Sudah terlambat untuk Mochi, yang setelah 3 minggu mondar-mandir lewat atap lalu ‘hilang’. Tapi tahu2 datanglah Poccie dengan perut menggendut. Oh no...! Oh no karena Poccie lebih ‘ngotot’ untuk minta masuk ke rumah dari Mochi. Oh no karena Poccie pasti akan cari tempat untuk beranak, dan meowmmy belum sanggup menghadapi kitten - apalagi yang baru lahir. 

Poccie, tgl 14 Oktober 2017.

Koq tahu Poccie bunting? 

Yea...

Setelah dicari2 di segala medsos dan link, ketemulah dengan Rumah Steril. Sebelumnya meowmmy sudah bertanya ke berbagai drh & klinik hewan, dan tidak ada yang mau mendukung spay/abort. Padahal dari riset, meowmmy sudah tahu bahwa spay/abort pada kucing yang hamil sampai trimester ke 2 itu tidak apa2, aman, dan tidak membunuh janin karena janin2nya belum hidup. 

Rumah Steril tidak bermasalah dengan spay/abort, utamanya karena mereka biasa melakukan TNR (Trap, Neuter, Return) dan kucing jalanan pada umumnya akan selalu bunting. Tidak ada yang namanya ‘tunggu sampai sapih’, karena sebelum anak2nya disapih, pun, induknya bisa sudah bunting lagi. 

Berangkatlah Poccie untuk di steril di tanggal 5 November 2018. Deg2an? Pastinya. Walaupun Poccie belum hidup indoor, tapi meowmmy sudah jatuh sayang ke calico mungil ini. 

Poccie pulang dengan selamat, walaupun meowmmy lebay dengan minta perban sekeliling perut - maklum, baru pertama mengirim steril. 

Eartip perdana!

Mulai mengcantik. 

Selesai disini? Oh tidak. Masih ada Mochi yang (saat ini) sudah hamil besar sekali. 

Ini foto terakhir Mochi sebelum ‘hilang’. Bersamaan dengan diberangkatkannya Poccie, Mochi mulai ‘hilang’ - kadang2 hanya 2 hari sekali muncul, kadang2 ga muncul sama sekali. Kurleb akhir November, Mochi tidak muncul sama sekali. Sampai kira2 minggu terakhir Desember. 

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