An amazing thing happened on Saturday.  The vet who we saw on Friday called Saturday morning to inquire after our little Torpedo.  I explained as best I could his failing condition and that I did not think he would make it through the weekend.  She offered to come to my home, and pick him up and bring him to her home and treat him in her oxygen tank.  She is an Angel if I ever did encounter one.  Talk about a divine appointment.  She has treated Torpedo all weekend, he’s remained in the oxygen tank where he has been recieving double our atmosphere’s oxygen, which has helped him incredibly.  She reports that he’s pinked up, that his appetite has returned with a vengence, and that he’s grooming himself.  She has noted that when she takes him out of the tank, at first his labored breathing would return, evidence of his decreased lung capacity, but as his treatment has continued he seems to be improving, having spent 30 min. outside the tank yesterday afternoon without labored breathing, until get this… he saw his own shadow and got scared and he did a flip and then began breathing hard!  Can you just imagine?

She’s concerned that his belly is really big, which either could be because of the pneumonia extending his lungs down, or it could be because he’s a porker and hasn’t really caught up growing wise because of this stress.

She is calling me everyday with updates and we are so beyond blessed to know that at least he’s getting all the care he needs.  I have no idea how much this all will cost me, I am prepared that it may be extensive, but I would pay an arm and a leg not to watch an animal suffer, let alone my son’s kitten who he says is his.  The torment.

Anyway… we are so hopeful for Torpedo’s full healing…. I don’t know where to begin to describe how this little creature has climbed into my heart and made his home there.  Amazing.