Hi, my name is Ariane. I live alone with my two cats, Iorek and Whiskey, and, while I have a fulltime job, I do not have any supplemental income. I am the sole breadwinner. Especially because I live alone, my cats are everything to me. Particularly, during these past two years during COVID 19 where there has been so much stress and isolation, their company has been like a ray of sunshine in my life. I would do anything for them.
I adopted Whiskey in January 2021 from a certified breeder here in Quebec. From day one, she was a little spark of joy, full of life and curiosity. She’s always had an appetite for mischief, fun, and all her snacks. Her affectionate nature and need to be social made her the perfect companion and foil to her brother, Iorek, who – while playful – is typically more laid back. So, when I noticed Whiskey’s dramatic change in appetite and activity, I knew something was wrong.
On May 6, 2022, I took Whiskey to her primary vet for a check-up. This set off a chain of events that lead us from her primary care, all the way to multiple emergency clinics over the course of the next 10 days. Whiskey presented with vague symptoms – high fever, lethargy, loss of appetite, but no apparent cause could initially be found. However, on May 18, extensive bloodwork and an ultrasound revealed a marked deterioration in her health. The veterinarian found that she had an enlarged spleen as well as inflammation of various organs and some suspicious anomalies in her bloodwork.
It was at this time I received the devastating news that Whiskey was battling FIP. It has been an extremely stressful and financially heavy situation so far, but there have been improvements to her health which indicates the treatment seems to be working and I am grateful for that. I hope that she can beat FIP and that she will not resent me too much by the end of treatment for all I have to do to keep her healthy.