Which begged the question, "Why would someone get rid of her?" Byron and I guessed she had been dumped off on our street, since she was obviously used to being around humans. Well, last week we found out why someone may not have wanted her.
Friskies had a seizure.
It began right after we'd put the kids to bed. We were keeping her in the house for a few days after her surgery, so she had, in typical Friskies fashion, followed us upstairs. Byron called her to come downstairs, and she started to scurry toward the stairs, which was strange. She may be sweet, but she's still a cat and cats don't usually come when you call unless bribed with food. She then stopped by our door and began convulsing. I called Byron in a panic.
Our combined thoughts were the she was either choking or having a seizure (Byron actually had a student a few years ago who had a seizure in class). In any case, after we got her out onto the front porch, we both tried sticking a finger in her mouth; we found out a couple bandaids later that cats don't swallow their tongues during seizures. But as she sat afterwards, her breathing shallow and her eyes glazed, we were convinced she was either going to die or be brain damaged. In either case, I really wasn't ready to have that "Do cats go to heaven?" discussion with Akea. Seriously. She had spent at least half an hour that afternoon drilling me on the eternity of God and the Trinity, and my brain still hurt. Besides, I had become rather fond of Friskies and I wasn't ready to say goodbye to her either.
We were literally overjoyed to see her back to her normal self the next morning. When we had gone to bed the night before, she had been almost catatonic and very unresponsive. Apparently cats can be in this state for anywhere from one to twenty-four hours after a seizure. She slept most of the next day, I and made some phone calls and did some research on possible causes.
Some cats are born with this condition, and others get it from environmental causes, such as head trauma or eating something they shouldn't. It's relatively rare in cats as compared to dogs, and vets recommend a series of blood tests to determine the cause...and sometimes, even after dozens of tests and hundreds of dollars, the cause remains elusive. It's also possible that cats can get seizures as a result of the rabies vaccine, so I called the clinic. They said she would have reacted within an hour of the vaccine, so that was a no-go.
Possible remedies to seizures are a variety of medications that have ill side effects on vital organs, such as the liver. That seems rather counter-productive to me. The solution that Byron and I came up with is to keep her inside at night, so if she does have a seizure in the wee hours, she at least won't be prey to foxes, opossums, and the spattering of other potential predators that may roam the woods behind our house. I grudgingly bought a littler box and pooper scooper. We had a talk with the kids and told them we were going to be thankful for whatever time we had with Friskies.
But cats have nine lives, right? Here's to hoping that the nine lives myth is true!
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