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He was rescued by my Lab SadieSue when he was about three years old. It was in the middle of an ice storm and he was under a shrub in the back yard. I kept calling for her to come in and she would run up to me than back to the yard and bark. So I went to see what her obsession was with the shrub. To my surprise was a cat balled up with ice all over him. I really did think he was dead. As I reached down to see him, he moved his paw ever so slightly. I scooped him up and into the house we went. After some defrosting of the cat, and Sadie refusing to leave his side, I knew we now had a cat!
It was a few days before we could go to the vets and get checked out as the ice storm had left a mess for us to travel. He seemed fine, up and into everything, and wanted to go back outside. I convinced him he was better off inside, so he appeased me for the time being. Finally to the vet for a check up she was amazed after I told her the story of how he was found. Ran a complete work up on him and did x-rays because he had a small limp. His blood work was normal, however his x rays showed he had been hit at least three times in his adventures outside. Three separate areas were showing different points of healing. So at this young age he had already used up four of his nine lives.
Four years later he started losing weight at an extreme rate. Within a week he had lost about four pounds, at first I thought I was imagining this, then he came inside for dinner and I looked down and knew I was not. He liked to go outside throughout the day and if you did not let him he would start to destroy the house. So he was allowed to go in and out as he wanted. He never did venture far and was always home at night.
To the vets we went to see what was going on. After many test we finally found out he had Cholangiohepatitis. This was a cat that was eighteen pounds at the start of it all. He was now down to six pounds. As a last resort my vet did some fast research and reached out to a group of other vets. They recommended that I take him to a Homeopathy vet. This was Thirteen years ago that I started down this path and never looked back.
I made the appointment and she saw us the next day. Smokey had Cholangiohepatitis and was in very bad shape. Dr. P took one look at him, walked out of the room, came back and dosed him with some remedies, then set down a bowl of raw food. Since over the past week everything that went into him came out in less than 5 minutes I warned her it was going to be a mess. At the same time I was trying to wrap my head around the thought of him eating raw food as sick as he was. She smiled and told me to calm down and just talk about what I Was seeing.
After a two hour vet visit smokey and I were back on the road heading home. It was three hours later before he went to the potty from eating his raw meal at the vet's office. Once he was settled in I went to the grocery store with my shopping list in hand. She had sent me home with some raw foods but I needed more. Every few hours he was offered different types of raw foods to try, what he did not want I would give to the dogs. It got to the point that none of the dogs wanted their food and they would wait to see what Smokey decided not to eat.
Smokey recovered and went on to live to be 18 years old. He was an amazing cat that helped my travels to today. He loved life, enjoyed greeting any new pet that came into the house, taught them the rules, and was well traveled through the US as he enjoyed car trips.
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