Aysche (June 28, 1984 - March 7, 1986)
This is my Aysche, she was my first cat. I got her when I was 18 and when I went through a very difficult time in life. She was a little persian tortie girl and was 12 weeks old when I got her.
It didn't take long and we noticed she was sick. First, she would only hide, but she seemed to do better when she got extra vitamines. Later, she developed skin problems and jaundice. During the last months of her short life, she got weeker and weeker. Due to her long fur, we didn't notice what should have been obvious: her tummy looked like a balloon while the rest of her body got skinny.
It was the day she broke down when the vet finally found out what's been wrong with her: FIP, the most fatal of all cat diseases. Since she was already very, very sick at that point, we decided to put her to sleep.
With the knowledge I have today, it's hard to understand how the seriousness of her condition could have been hidden to my eye for such a long time. But she was my first cat and she was young, and during the 80s, it was still a common thought that "cats have 9 lives"...Besides, even the vet didn't know much about FIP at that point.
So, my Aysche's life was a sad story, and she had to suffer a lot before she was allowed to go to the RB, but she never complained, and she never let you know how bad she was feeling. She was a sweet and affectionate girl and everyone who knew her liked her a lot. She brought a lot of joy and love to those who lived with her.
Kirsten
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