I’ve been putting off writing this post. If I write it down then it’s real. I did tweet it though, so I guess it’s already real.
Daisy has Feline Leukaemia.
Which is spread through saliva. So it’s highly possible that Maisie and Zelda have it too.
I can’t even explain how sick I feel. And me being me, incredibly guilty. We don’t know how she caught it. She might have had it since birth, or she might have contracted it from one of our fosters. Zelda is vaccinated but when she came into out foster care she wasn’t. And Maisie and Daisy aren’t because the vet told us inside cats didn’t need it. I wish we had done our research.
What does it mean? For now, nothing. We wait and see. There’s no treatment, it’s just a matter of time. It’s an auto-immune disease, so she may get a tumour or an infection, or she may live symptom-free for several years. I haven’t done any research yet. I’m too afraid of falling apart.
Zelda and Maisie will be tested this week, and I’ll keep you informed. Please be thinking of my poor girls. I don’t know what they or we could have done to deserve this last year.
And please please if you comment don’t tell me any awful stories of your own cat with Leukaemia. When Daisy had her operation I had a few comments along the lines of, ‘my cat ate string and she died.’ Not helpful. I can’t deal with that at the moment. I can’t deal with anything. When I see a cat, one of my own or on the internet, I burst into tears.
I’m trying to stay positive but I’m struggling to find anything to be positive about. The only peace I can find is that my girls are oblivious to what’s going on. All I can do it make sure they’re as happy and healthy as possible.