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My new kitten gave Mobius the Calici virus. =( and it's all my fault for not keeping up to date with his vaccinations. I am a terrible mommy. It's not going to kill him or anything, but he will forever be a carrier now. I will never forgive myself for this... My poor baby is drooling, has snot coming out of his nose, has an ulcer on his tongue, may or may not be experiencing joint pain, isn't interested in food because he can't smell, is lethargic, antisocial, depressed, and fucking hates me because I didn't get him a fucking $25 shot in time to prevent this. I am exactly the type of person I can't stand- one who neglects their pets. The vet told me today that he'll most likely make a full recovery in a few days (as long as I can get him to eat), but I just looked it up and he will be prone to more breakouts from the virus anytime he is stressed, and can pass on the virus to another cat he comes in contact with via saliva, blood, or airborn. I am a horrible person. I know no vaccine is 100% effective, and the vet even told me not to feel too guilty, but I can't help it. My sweetheart is sick, and I could have prevented it. :(
When I first noticed the drool (which was kinda foamy at the time), and his hoarse voice, I thought- OH SHIT. Immediately looked up the initial symptoms of rabies, and some of them matched up. (Animals lose their voice when they have rabies because the muscles in their throats are literally paralyzed from the disease!!!) I found out today, at the vet, that Moby isn't too late on his rabies shot, but never got the 3rd round of FVRCP (the C= Calici). I think he was due when I moved to Denver... So the fact that he did get #1 and #2 means he's not as sick as he COULD be. And thank GAWD I found out he doesn't, in fact, have rabies. Even still, I hate myself for not taking care of the only living thing in this world keeping me together right now, and in past times as well. When Moby dies, I think I will die as well. I just don't know how I could live without him.
Cleo (temporary name) is teh sweetest, cutest, funniest kittehn you ever did see though. She could never replace my 18.5 pound bundle of purrrrrrfect lovin though.
When I first noticed the drool (which was kinda foamy at the time), and his hoarse voice, I thought- OH SHIT. Immediately looked up the initial symptoms of rabies, and some of them matched up. (Animals lose their voice when they have rabies because the muscles in their throats are literally paralyzed from the disease!!!) I found out today, at the vet, that Moby isn't too late on his rabies shot, but never got the 3rd round of FVRCP (the C= Calici). I think he was due when I moved to Denver... So the fact that he did get #1 and #2 means he's not as sick as he COULD be. And thank GAWD I found out he doesn't, in fact, have rabies. Even still, I hate myself for not taking care of the only living thing in this world keeping me together right now, and in past times as well. When Moby dies, I think I will die as well. I just don't know how I could live without him.
Cleo (temporary name) is teh sweetest, cutest, funniest kittehn you ever did see though. She could never replace my 18.5 pound bundle of purrrrrrfect lovin though.