Her name was Baby Cute

  

    So last Wednesday November 30th was one of the worst days for me. About 9:30am I hear a frantic scratching at my front door. I open it to find Kristoffer's 7 month old kitten who barely could walk into the house. I pick her up notice she is having a very hard time breathing and some dried blood on her bottom lip. I put her in the bathroom told my sister that somethings wrong and ran across the street to a neighbor to see if he could take me to the vet. Thank God he could.

 We get to the vet and I quickly tell them all her symptoms. They rushed her back. The receptionist says " we need to do x-rays and it will be $80". I said" I don't care just fix her it's my 3 yr old's kitten". Then after she came back she said " She will be ok. They have 9 lives". This receptionist knows about the relationship between Ava and Kristoffer from when we took Ava to get fixed in August. When the x-rays come back they bring me into a room where Ava is. The Vet told me she most likely got hit by a car which made a hole in her diaphragm and was causing her organs to push up into her lungs making it hard for her to breath. I then had 3 options.

   Option 1) Take her home give her meds and keep her isolated for 3+ weeks to see if it heals on its own.

   Option 2) They do an exploratory surgery to see if they can repair it there and what other damage there could be.

   Option 3) Take her to an Emergency Vet Clinic and have them operate

     Options 2&3 I would have to take her home and wait 24 hours to see if she would be stable enough for surgery. After considering all options with her in my lap and noticing her breathing was getting worse I made the ultimate decision to let her go. The Vet gave me some time with her then came in with sedation medicine. She quickly relaxed. After about 10 min the Vet came back in and gave the euthanize medicine. She was gone before the Vet could check her heart beat couple seconds later. I've had to put 2 other cats down in the last couple years and they didn't go that fast. The Vet agreed with me that even if we had agreed to the surgery Ava probably wouldn't have made it thru the night with how quickly she went.

    I get home and all day Kristoffer is asking for his "Baby Cute". I tried to explain that she wasn't coming home and she went to kitty heaven. Kristoffer hasn't asked for her since but I think it's cause it's a out of sight out of mind. I've quickly gathered her toys up too. I woke up the next day on my birthday very depressed like the day before had caught up with me. I tried to be positive but I couldn't. I'm so thankful my sister and niece were her to keep Kristoffer occupied while I grieved. I'm still very sad with the loss of Ava cause she had just turned 7 months old. She was just a baby. She brought so much joy to Kristoffer and was so good to him. She let him carry her around all the time. Ava would go from attacking Mike and I to play attacking Kristoffer.

    I don't think I can get another cat after losing Ava. I got her cremated so she will still be with us but not in the way we prefer. I just want to say thank you to Mark my neighbor for taking me to the vet after I woke him up, to my sister Sarah for watching Kristoffer, to my niece Olivia for playing with Kristoffer, to my husband for paying for the cremation and to the whole Companion Pet Clinic staff for their help and support. Also to my friends and family for their kind words and support. I'm so very thankful to Ava for having enough strength to make it back home so we could say our goodbys.

                  R.I.P Ava Bell " Baby Cute" Aderholt  April 25,2011-November 30,2011