Juno got diagnosed with FIP when he was only 9 weeks old. After visiting the emergency vet at 11pm, I was picking out an urn for my sweet boy. The vet told me there was nothing that could be done to save him. Right before deciding to put him down, a friend had told me his friend’s cat went through the same thing, and had a resource on Facebook that could save my cats life. After some hesitation, I decided to give the group a shot and take my little guy home. The FIP warriors group absolutely saved my kitties life. That weekend, I drove 4 hours to grab meds from a family who had extra, and we began our FIP journey. I am so incredibly grateful for the group of strangers that saved my little guys life. I will forever think of them with love and respect and I hope that they know the impact they are making on people’s lives. Juno is now the most rambunctious guy with a single brain cell. He loves to bolt across my apartment at 100 miles an hour to chase a ball like he’s a dog. I am so glad I got to watch him grow up and become the goober he is. I hope all of the families that face FIP get an outcome like mine. I am so blessed to be where we are.