What a wonderful story! Daisy is such a fighter, so I have faith in her, as well as Above, that she will be ok. Daisy’s symptoms were she just stopped eating and refused to go for a walk- which NEVER happens. So I was in shock when the vet told me what was going on. She’s been on steroids and Danazol (the human stuff) for a week and the numbers have not improved. I am praying that whatever she ate is what’s causing the problem- and that she’s strong enough to make it through the surgery.
Special prayers for Ms. Daisy, and for all who love her. She is a lovely girl!
Prayers sent from another sympathetic kitty person. We love our fuzzy ones!
We finally found her upstairs in a corner under a chair, VERY ill. She had "that look" that something was terribly wrong, and we quickly surmised that she'd gone up there to hide, sensing her time was near. She wouldn't even look at my husband, she just drifted in and out of consciousness.
Hubby refused to take her to the emergency vet, as he'd been raised Christian Science, and to him that meant a lack of faith, and I quickly tired of arguing (Tietch is "his" cat). My oldest son was still up, so I went downstairs to his room and bursting in, I said, "Tietch is dying, we HAVE to pray!"
We both prayed for a while, and then I went upstairs to check, but hubby said she was slipping away. Stayed with them a bit, but I thought he should be alone with his dying friend so I went back downstairs to plead with heaven and cry with my son. This went on for around an hour.
Then I remembered that people often prayed Psalm 91 in times of illness, so I grabbed a Bible, and we started praying Ps. 91 out loud, but with Tietch's name in it.
I didn't know it at the time but upstairs, hubby got the same idea at the same time, found another Bible, and was praying the same thing at the same time, so there were three of us. 20-30 minutes later....
"I think she's coming around!" Praise be to God! More praying, and an hour later she ate a few treats and then slept peacefully, breathing normally. We knew she'd been healed of whatever it was.
The next morning I insisted she go to the vet, and the doc said that she had a "slight fever," but other than that could find nothing wrong. When I swore to them that the cat had been on death's door twelve hours earlier, they looked at me like I was from Mars.
Tietch's brother belonged to my atheist girlfriend. Eight months later her brother went through what looked like a similar thing. One morning he just "looked very sick," and when they came home from work, he was gone. Must have been some genetic "time bomb," perhaps a stroke or aneurism.
So anyway, here it is. Pray it WITH Daisy, put your hand on her fur if she'll let you, and insert her name as appropriate:
1 He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust.”
3 Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler
And from the perilous pestilence.
4 He shall cover you with His feathers,
And under His wings you shall take refuge;
His truth shall be your shield and buckler.
5 You shall not be afraid of the terror by night,
Nor of the arrow that flies by day,
6 Nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness,
Nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday.
7 A thousand may fall at your side,
And ten thousand at your right hand;
But it shall not come near you.
8 Only with your eyes shall you look,
And see the reward of the wicked.
9 Because you have made the LORD, who is my refuge,
Even the Most High, your dwelling place,
10 No evil shall befall you,
Nor shall any plague come near your dwelling;
11 For He shall give His angels charge over you,
To keep you in all your ways.
12 In their hands they shall bear you up,
Lest you dash your foot against a stone.
13 You shall tread upon the lion and the cobra,
The young lion and the serpent you shall trample underfoot.
14 “Because he has set his love upon Me, therefore I will deliver him;
I will set him on high, because he has known My name.
15 He shall call upon Me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble;
I will deliver him and honor him.
16 With long life I will satisfy him,
And show him My salvation.”
Praying Daisy's name WITH YOU (and her) in Chicago, and
"Surely He shall deliver Daisy from the snare of the fowler
And from the perilous pestilence."