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My 11 month old baby, Pogo, passed from FIP last weekend. My remaining 1.5 year old kitty, Bean Sprout, has been acting completely normal this last week.

Today, I replaced one of the 2 litter boxes in the house with an automatic litter box. She seemed to take to it pretty well and used it a few times today. She ate breakfast this morning and a snack of dry food for lunch and was excited, as she usually is, to eat.

Tonight, she refused dinner, which she has never done in her entire time with me. She refused wet food, dry food, and all of her favorite treats. She didn’t even get in our faces as we ate our dinner, which she typically does.

She came over and laid beside me on the cushion next to me and began purring loudly. I picked her up and held her, which she usually doesn’t really let me do, and purred loudly while I pet her.

I began thinking about it.. did I trigger her into a depression by removing one of the 2 litter boxes? I have a stuffed animal that looks like Pogo that is wearing his collar. I offered it to her and she laid her head on it and let me pet her like this until she fell asleep.

I feel awful. Did I make her sad? I’m having some PTSD because inappetance was the first sign of Pogo’s FIP and though we took him in as quickly as we could, he was already in liver lipidosis, so her refusing food is making me extremely nervous..

I’ve booked an appointment for the morning, but is this normal grieving cat behavior? Did I make her realize her brother is gone on accident? What can I do to make this better?

My baby cat, Pogo, survived 11 months and passed away yesterday. At 3 weeks old, he got stuck upside down in a Christmas tree in someone’s garage and his mother abandoned him. He got his leg amputated and I adopted him at 1 month old. At 9 months old, he got very sick with FIP and we thought he wouldn’t make it, but he persevered with force feeding and a very strict medication regimen. This last month, he has been completely himself; play fighting with his sister, sleeping in my arms every single night and nuzzling my neck as he slept, and begging for food at every meal. His labs at the vet were outstanding earlier this week. Suddenly, with no warning, he developed severe renal pain that no amount of injectable or oral medication was touching. We sedated him with ketamine and hospitalized him on IV fluids and a urinary catheter to give us until Monday to send his case to an internal medicine veterinarian when they opened, but unfortunately, his heart stopped. My partner and I are utterly devastated. This kitty meant more to me than any animal or human friend I’ve ever had in my entire life. We had a connection unlike any other, and he loved me so, so deeply. I was his mommy when his abandoned him. I am struggling so much mentally right now. I have a surgery Wednesday and I was looking forward to having a month off to just spend time cuddling him. But he’s gone. No amount of time would have ever been enough, but he didn’t even get a year.. it’s hard. We packed an incredible amount of love into that short time, and I hope that he felt me there with him when we visited him when he was heavily sedated. I had taken a nap with his favorite blanky and brought it to wrap around him. He died wrapped in something that smelled like his mommy. I hope he knew how much I loved him, even though I couldn’t be there as he passed. If I had known the day before was my last day with him, I’d have never ever left his side and he would have gotten 1000 kisses. I am so, so heartbroken. It feels like there is no light at the end of this tunnel of despair. I love you, Pogi bear, my beautiful baby boy. Mommy loves you so much.

UPDATE: Pogo has passed away. Thank you for your words and advice and encouragement.

Our 11 month old kitty, Pogo, is going into his 3rd month of oral GS treatment for oculoneuro FIP and has been doing fabulously.

All of a sudden today, he vomited and was struggling to urinate. We took him to the emergency vet and they said his bladder was really small, so he had been urinating, but he was clearly in severe pain while doing so and had increased frequency. They tested his urine and found a lot of urinary crystals and a minor UTI. He was sent home with a buprenorphine shot and gabapentin and antibiotics to start in the morning.

Has anyone else dealt with this throughout their FIP treatment? He is absolutely miserable.. he finally laid down after the buprenorphine hit him, but you can tell he’s simply under the influence but still in pain and straining while laying down, though his bladder is empty. I feel awful for him..

I wish I could give him some relief. It happened so suddenly, and now I’m afraid because he has lost his appetite with this afternoon’s events, he will go back to not eating and send himself back into lipidosis and being terribly sick like he was 2 months ago. I’m terrified. Any advice would be greatly appreciated.