 Although
we would prefer not to accept very young kittens, when they reside in this
county, and the choice is euthanasia, we make an exception. SABLE was one
of these. She was a gorgeous, long-haired black six week old kitten that
was turned over to us from the local wildlife rehabilitator in August
2006. Sable had horribly infected eyes and was immediately started on
oral antibiotics and eye ointment. After a while the vet sewed buttons on
her eyes, to keep the lids closed, in an attempt to preserve as much good
tissue as possible. One eye especially was still crusty, and on a
Wednesday the buttons were removed. The vet thought if we could just make
it through the next 2 weeks, Sable would be old enough to operate on. But
that was not to be. On Friday, Sable started to hiss and growl as if she
were being confronted by monsters. The on-call vet prescribed
Phenobarbital to get us through the night, and at 7:30 Saturday morning we
were able to see the vet who knew Sable's history. The diagnosis was not
good. Sable had encephalitis and had to be put down. She was a danger to
us, and to our other animals. Even the vet had to handle her with huge
padded leather gloves--her personality had changed that much. Our sweet
girl did not have rabies, as later tests proved, but there was still no
saving her. Even though she was with us a very short time, we miss the
ball of fluff with the elegant name to match her elegant body. SABLE. |