Last Updated on: July 15th, 2017
Let me tell you about Princess, a sweet little kitty-cat who wouldn’t hurt a fly, how I thought we were going to have to euthanize her, and the amazing recovery she has made. All in the last 3 or 4 weeks. Documented with pretty pictures, too! (and a couple of semi-gross ones)
Some background about Prinnie:
My parents inherited my sister’s cat, Princess, when my sister moved in with her boyfriend, who just happens to be allergic to felines. Princess goes by the name of Prin, or Prinnie. Rarely is she called by her full name.
Prinnie is about 17, has beautiful blue eyes, and normally does not venture out of the house except in warm weather. Considering that we live in Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada, where it is winter for most of the year, Prin does not go out often. However, spring has finally arrived, and she went outside about three weeks ago. When she did, she was terrorized by a mean cat from the neighbourhood, who only recently started coming around. Prinnie ended up limping, not wanting to move, and she stopped eating.
She wasn’t drinking anything, either. After a couple of days, I expressed my concern to my sister, who advised me to get some “kitty milk”, a food substitute made for cats that is available at the nice low price of $11.29 for a can that is the same size as a metal pop can. Yes, I am being sarcastic. This high price is ridiculous! But, I bought it for Prin, anyway, since I did not want her to die.
The first week:
I ended up force-feeding her since she had no interest in lapping it up. I used a child’s medicine dropper; a syringe that has measurements on it. I fed her about two teaspoons every two hours. I felt like a mother with a newborn baby! The only thing that was missing was a little kitty diaper!
The second week:
Princess ended up limping, not eating or drinking, and basically, just acting like she was “giving up” all week, so when my father discovered a “wet spot” on his bed, he told my mom, who then went to check it out for herself. She then called me.
Here is a factual account of what happened and how I found the hole in Prinnie’s leg:
“Come and see what Prinnie did!” Mom called from her bedroom.
“What did she do?” I asked as I made my way up the stairs.
“Look!” She cried, pointing to a huge wet mess on the bed, a few feet from where Princess was currently laying. “Dad said she’s all wet. I think you’d better have a look at her, Lorraine.” Concern laced her voice.
I picked her up, and immediately felt wetness. I located the source. It was on her back right leg. I grabbed a Kleenex to dry her off. That was when I noticed the hole. Panic set in immediately.
“Mom, she’s got a hole in her leg!” I cried out, having flashbacks to two summers ago when Neebs, a big orange tabby, developed cancer, which ate a hole through her face. Ugh. Panic. Tears. Then more tears.
“Get me a sheet or a towel, or something I can wrap her in,” I instructed my mother, who quickly complied by fetching me an old sheet from the linen closet.
Once Prinnie was wrapped up and unable to escape, I carried her downstairs. I was still crying, since I had no idea what was wrong with her. In a frenzy, I called my sister, who did not answer. After leaving her a message, I texted her. She either had her phone on vibrate, or was busy with her children and couldn’t hear it.
What to do, what to do? That’s when it hit me. Go on the internet!
Through teary eyes, clutching the swaddled cat, I opened my laptop, waited 30 seconds for it to boot up, then typed in “my cat has a hole in her leg” into my Google search engine. I had already determined that Prinnie was still leaking fluid, but not really bleeding. Oh, internet, how I love you! A ton of information was at my fingertips, and I was not the only one who had experienced this problem with a cat! I spent the next half hour reading and searching for answers, trying to diagnose Prin’s problem.
Through reading the articles I found online, I determined that Princess had an abscess. I read the instructions on how to treat it, and began doing so. I found this advice here. I began treating her wound with peroxide and human antibiotic ointment since we don’t have money to pay a vet. (They are very expensive.) I kept this up all week, disinfecting her wound every 12 hours or so.
I did not take pictures of it right away, but this is what it looked like. As time passed, the hole got smaller, and she started to heal. However, I also covered her wound with gauze and bought some type of a wrap that adheres to itself so that I could wrap her leg up so that she won’t lick it or scratch at it. It was black, and is shown in the picture below.
The wrap did not last, since I had to clean Prin’s wound every day and re-wrap it. Plus, it was important also to let Prin be able to “air out” her wound, and so I ended up removing the wrap completely. Finally, my sister came over, and took a look at Prinnie’s poor leg. Since I was still applying the ointment, my sister ended up making a cone for Prin’s neck to prevent her from irritating it further. Princess hated the cone!
Prin had great difficulty trying to eat with the cone around her neck, so I took it off the next day. She wore it off and on for a few days. When the cone was removed, she was happy!
The third week:
Prinnie has been eating and drinking by herself for a while. She was spoiled with wet/canned food, but began to eat her dry/regular food again. She started drinking on her own, too. And running, and jumping. Basically, she’s back to normal. She is still a spry little girl, and has great jumping skills. For an old girl, she acts young. I am glad that we did not have to put her to sleep! It seems like she will make a full recovery.
Here is another picture of her wound. You can see that it is slowly getting smaller, as it heals. It scabbed up, and surprisingly, Prin did not scratch at it. Until last week. Or maybe the scab came off by itself. I am not sure. Here you can see the scab that formed:
The fourth week:
Here she is on June 12th, pretty much all healed. She just has to grow her fur back! (It automatically came out when the abscess burst. This is something cats just “do”, which I did not know until this whole ordeal occurred!) Princess seems to be on her way to making a full recovery.
Prinnie is just one of the cats that live at my mother’s house. My parents have had a few cats over the years, and the most recent one that died is Swiper. He was a cat that belonged to the neighbour, who ended up hurt so bad that we had to euthanize him. He was a super-friendly cat and had the loudest purr of any cat I have ever known. He was white with black spots. He ended up either getting hit by a car or getting kicked in the face; I am not sure what happened to him, exactly, but he came home one day with a gaping jaw. We took him to the vet immediately and there was nothing they could do for him. We ended up having to put him to sleep. Here he is with Prinnie and Jacoby, my parents’ other cat, who is all white, and big!
Here is a picture of Swiper’s final seconds:
Here is Jacoby, Swiper’s buddy. He is totally relaxed in this picture!
Here is a picture of all three of them, taken long before Swiper’s accident:
Here are a couple of pictures of Blackie, a cat that was “dropped off” at a neighbour who did not want her. Blackie began coming around the house, and now can be considered to be living there, at least part-time!
I gave Blackie and Prinnie some catnip one day, in a metal pie tin. Here they are, enjoying it!
Here are a few more pictures of Prin:
As you can see, these cats are all loved very much!
In fact, putting together this blog post inspired me to make a collage for my dad for Father’s Day. I also wrote a poem for him, “Cat Love”. I have decided to post this poem and a few pictures of this collage to Poetry Perfected (my other blog) next week (I have to wait for Sunday to give it to him!) and so will let you know when I do this. I am pleased how it turned out. I have never made a photo collage before, but I enjoyed doing it. I am artsy, sometimes. I am also a bit crafty! (pun intended….)
I hope you enjoyed reading about Princess, and what I have been dealing with the last few weeks. She is back to her “normal” self. Thank God.
Now my parents have two new cats (in addition to Prinnie) and they are cute, too. Midge is the cutest, especially when she tilts her head! I took a ton of pics and posted them on my other blog. Check out Midge, the Tilted Kitty if you love cats and want to see some funny pics!