My poor little Bengal kitten has left the earth. After many tests, examinations, discussions and hours and hours of observation, we had to put Mariah to sleep.
Her symptoms were horrific--I don't think I can list them here. I might be able to some day but not right now. She had almost all the symptoms of FIP. She probably had a predisposition for FIP to mutate into a deadly form.
She wanted to live. We could tell. But it kept knocking her down, over and over again. Now she is at rest.
I feel like she is resting in my heart. Its hard to explain but this kitty was my little love. I think she changed me.
I can't write much more now. I am exhausted
But allow me to thank everyone for loving Mariah.