We had a tragedy happen here last night. Our little Daph died.

Two weeks ago we took her to the vet to see if we could finally find a way to stop her from itching. They gave her a shot and some special foods that seemed to help, for a bit. Last Friday she pretty much stopped eating and began to have a case of the sniffle/sneezes. Saturday she stopped eating entirely and could not be tempted even with tuna. By Sunday night we were worried enough that we took her to an animal ER where they said she had an upper respiratory illness and kept her overnight hooked to an IV with penicillin. Monday morning we took her to our full time vet where they kept the IV hooked up. Tuesday morning they took some xrays and decided to pull a few molars (FORL-feline ortho something or other) and installed a feeding tube. We brought her home Wednesday and began the feeding/healing process. She was having trouble breathing, but we assumed it was still just the respiratory illness. I looked in on her before going to sleep (we were keeping her separate from the other katties) and she did not seem better or worse, but she did respond to my presence. This morning, before beginning my pre-work preps, I looked in on her and she was dead. Poor kitty, she will be missed.

She was the bravest little timid cat and no one can purr the way she could (loud enough to shake windows). She loooved a good belly rub and was a wonderful companion. Good bye old Daph, sweet dreams.