So Sissy LaRue has felt like she's on fire the last few days, very hot to the touch, especially on her ears, so brought her to see Grandpa/Vet today. She's running a fever of 104.4 YIKES! She's acting perfectly normal, her normal obnoxious psycho self (She's a pester pester pester you kitty and doesn't take no for an answer), she's eating, drinking, pottying all normal, no discoloration of gums, eye, anything, she's also my one eyed cat. You honestly cannot tell she has anything wrong with her. She does have a fat belly, but she is also a glutton for food, and eats 24/7, so it's not the 'pot' belly appearance of FIP. Anyways we are keeping her overnight at the vet, and possibly doing an abdomen tap and bloodwork tomorrow.
The abdomen tap is because she was out of a litter I bottle raised in which 3 of 6 have died of FIP (Feline Infectious Peritonitis) they died at about 5-7 months of age. Sissy will be 2 years old on the 27th of May. I'm just freaking here that she's got FIP of which there is no cure.
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