Say Ahhhhhh

Protein losing enteropathy. Albumin. Anechoic free abdominal fluid. A few weeks ago we had never heard of these terms. We're still not sure how to spell them or say them. But as my little sister Duchess has been taxied to and fro vets’ offices over the past few weeks, we’ve learned more and more about them. The terms have to do with proteins and Duchess losing them. Why she’s losing them, we don’t yet know. You may remember back in October she had a bout with the runs. In early January they came back with a vengeance. This week our people finally took the poor little white fluffy thing to a specialty vet. The vet and his people shaved her belly. Took x-rays. Did an ultrasound. Poked. And prodded. To hear Duchess tell it, that wasn’t the most torturous parts. The worst part was our people leaving her there all day by herself, knowing she suffers from SSFMDAD (severe separation from my daddy anxiety disorder). The worst part for our people was getting the bill. (So far the tally toward a diagnosis is $800+ ). We could spend another $700 for more tests to find out exactly what she has or we could try diet and medicine to see if she gets any better. My guess is the folks will go for the latter. Otherwise we’ll all be eating beans and rice. Duchess, please get better soon. Lexie misses her cat fights with you.