My Crusty was a liver shunt kitty. The vets told me that, if I were lucky, I'd have her a year.
She was 11 when she died. She needed her food prepared specially and three times a day medications every day. She was worth it.
There's no cat in the world as sweet as a shunt kitty. It's as if they are given personality points to make up for their physical issues. Ginger looks like she was every bit as sweet as Crusty was.






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