I can only tell you that when the Royal Princess Kitty Katt's cancers spread
to the point that we knew treatment would make her miserable the treatments
stopped...........and she very plainly told me and 6 animal communicators
that she wanted no more vets. Period. End of subject. And I stopped
traveling with her--she hated traveling. Quality of life, as defined by the
cat, is so much more important than length. Kitty left this world on her
own. Her hatred of vets was so great I would not even take her. I had
arranged for one to come to the house if she could not leave on her own so I
would not torture her by putting her in a car.
May you and your family--especially Spencer--have peace.
If you have men who will
exclude any of God's creatures
from the shelter of
compassion and pity, you will have men who
will deal likewise with
their fellow man.
St.
Francis
----- Original Message -----
From: "Nina" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
To: <[email protected]>
Sent: Monday, October 09, 2006 11:13 AM
Subject: Another vet visit for Spencer?
Hi Guys,
I can't make up my mind about Spencer. He's been on the dex shots since
9/7. I started to half his dose eod on Sat. It doesn't seemed to have
had any negative effect. If it wasn't for the fact that he's all but
stopped eating, I would think he was on his way to recovery. He's so
emaciated now. He continues to enjoy life, he does things that are not at
all in line with someone that is dying. He has decided that the roof of
our outside habitat is the perfect place to get away from it all and
somehow he scales the 8 foot fence to climb up there. The first day he
did it I helped him down, figuring he wouldn't be able to do it himself.
I was wrong. I haven't seen him do it, but he gets up and down on his
own. He's active during the night and his eyes are bright. He's not
hiding, he's not sleeping excessively, when he sees me approach he meows
hello to me, if only he would eat! I've tried assit feeding him. He
stresses out and won't swallow. He acts like he's interested in food,
sometimes he'll take a couple of bites, then he makes a face like the food
is his enemy, like it makes his stomach hurt to eat. It doesn't seem like
he's not eating because he's preparing to die, it's like it hurts to eat,
so he won't eat.
Bruce thinks I should leave him alone, that I shouldn't bring him back to
the vet. He thinks that I'll only be making the time he has left
miserable to do so. I just don't know what to do. When I ask Spencer
about going to the vet to see if they can help, I swear I hear him say NO!
No more vets! I don't know if this is wishful thinking on my part, but I
keep wanting to save him. We never had a diffinative diagnosis... I hate
the idea of him slowly starving to death. I hate the idea of pts before
he's ready. I hate the idea of bringing him to the vet and putting him
through the poking and proding. I just don't know what to do.
Thanks for listening,
Nina
