Thursday, April 25, 2013
2012 was the most stressful baby year ever. FIP is a horrible disease and you never know when the disease will strike. Little Nox from 2011 died of FIP just recently. He was a year and a half old so it was a horrible shock when he was lost by his family.
I still have Booker, Boston, Ryder and Lyric living here. They are here the longest out of any babies I have had as usually babies are adopted by 4 months of age. Ryder is my love boy. He goes into a mellow mode and just melts in your arms. Lyric is fascinated by water of any sort in the bathroom. She loves when I let the water drip in the bathroom sink. Boston and Booker are busy kittens exploring everything they can. Upper respiratory in Lyric, Boston and Booker had kept them from being up for adoption for a very long time which is part of the reason why they have been here so long.
I lost little Garrice (formerly Garrick). She was almost totally blind but was acting pretty normal as it was months before I realized she was unable to see more than shadows. My dad died the evening of Dec 28 a bit unexpectedly. I was reeling from losing my last parent. I woke up the morning of Dec 30 and Garrice was laying dead on the floor. Turns out she had FIP too. So I had another loss to deal with.
I hope we find out a lot about FIP as it is such a silent fast killer. All the vets said they had seen a huge increase in the rate of FIP in 2012 so it was not just my world being rocked by FIP. I had so many heartbreaking blows to deal with when my babies were taken by FIP. I questioned whether I could keep doing this job which is demanding and difficult under normal circumstances. But the babies need me so here I am again, with a beautiful kitten to love, watch over and keep in my heart