SpongeBub

I told ya'll about rescuing Whitey, the little cat that was living in a drainpipe outside my house. Well, for two months, he has been barely eating. I try everything and he just licks it and maybe eats a little bit. I knew his kidneys were a problem because he is always drinking water and peeing. I have to leave the faucet in the bathroom running a little all the time cause he likes to drink the water straight from the tap and he goes in there constantly.

Yesterday I got the bad news that his Creatine and BUN levels are off the chart. He had stopped eating all together so I knew he was in trouble. The last two days, he has been at the vet getting IV fluids and this evening I brought him home. My poor boy. I have to give him fluid from these big IV bags twice a day now and that means sticking a big needle into his loose skin, between his shoulderblades. I just did it and he didn't bitch too much. Now he has a big bunch of fluid like a fanny pack around his neck. It will soak in over the next few hours.

There is no fix for bum kidneys and since I cannot afford cat dialysis (if they even offer it - I'm sure they do for the right bucks), I will be trying this to save him over the next couple of weeks with this method. If I can stabilize his kidneys and get him eating again, he may live for a while. I don't know if I should I put him down now or not. He is still so alive, going out to hunt every night. Hell, he has killed two rats this week and brought them to me as a present, so it's not like he is laying around acting sick. I will have to try my best to keep him going. I've gotten used to looking at the handsome little bastard.