My sweet little brave girl, my big magical miracle, my gentle warrior and my little Angel!
fight is over, you can rest now sweetheart without strugle or pain. For the last time I look in your beautiful eyes, I feel your soft hairs and see your little nose, why you my love, it's so unfair. From the first day that you was in my arms I feel and see
that something was not okay. But we have fight together, months and months, all the care and love has made sure that you have lived a couple of beautiful months. With all your friends, all love you so much, that's what I have forever in my mind, that you have
had all days so much love, you was so happy with the little things, look to the birds or the flattering leaves in the garden, playing with my coffee spoon and all the loving care and grooming of your furry friends. So sick but you never complain, always brave
and a true warrior, you will live but your body can not go anymore. And now it's time to go to your big friend Sinatra, he is waiting on you together with Dico and Ziva and I'm sure they're going to embrace you with the same love as that I've given you in
the months that you was with me.
Oh my little darling I go miss you so so much, with you a piece of my heart is also died!
My love thank you for everything, we shared many tears but you also showed me so much beautiful things, so much love and I am happy that I have
share some months of my life together with you. I know, in my heart and mind you live forever and some day sweetheart I see you back.
promise you that I will give all your friends a hug every day and that I will tell them every day that this hug is yours!
my beautiful blue Angel, fly without fear, fly to your friend Sinatra and I will remember you with all my love, always and forever!
From the first day that Maggie was at our house I felt that something was wrong with her. A feeling what you have but that it is not yet clear
where the feeling comes from. Although Maggie was a very small girl, it seemed to go well with her, she grew very slowly but she was cheerful, playful and when I looked at her I felt a lot of love. Still, I spoke to my husband the first days she was home that
she looked like a kitty with FIP. Something strange, because we have never had experience with FIP ourselves, but we have read stories about it on the internet and we have seen pictures of people and their cats who had FIP. Yet there was, apart from the feeling,
no indication or reason to worry. Until one morning I woke up, as always walked into the living room where Maggie and her friends were already waiting for their meat meal. There I saw that something was wrong with Maggie's eye, she had a large brown and blurry
spot on one of her eyes (retina). And the realizing fear came immediately, a first indication of my feeling, a first indication of FIP. That day we went straight to the vet with her, where I honestly expressed my feelings and a feeling that my vet shared with
us. The investigation process started. But FIP is one of the most difficult diseases to investigate, it's unclear and it is very difficult to diagnose clearly with a cat that is still alive. And from this day the uncertain time began, the time of fear, hope,
fear and hope. The laboratory results indicated that Maggie had no FIV or FeLV. It was still unclear that it was FIP, but there was a very high corona titter in her blood and her inflammatory value was also high. We decided that an abdominal puncture
would be done to see if there was any characteristic yellow fluid that you see by wet FIP. But no yellow moisture was found. The following was a X Ray of her lungs because she did not sound clear by breathing. A vague image was found there, as if there was
fluid on the lungs, but still looking different than what you would see in a pneumonia, for example. Because it was all very unclear but Maggie did not look sick, we decided in combination with the vet and laboratory to start with antibiotics and when
she get new symptoms or go be sicker then re-examine. Antibiotics did nothing at first, so the vet decided to give a broad spectrum of antibiotics and this worked. Maggie's breathing sounded better, the spot on her eye recovered and was no longer visible,
and we began to regain hope for a miracle. Would it then perhaps not be FIP? But hope again gave way to fear and uncertainty. After a while, Maggie got worse, she was listless, she didn't want to eat anymore and her fur was dull, she also had a fever
now. Again blood tests followed, but again this time nothing came out more clearly than the last time. However, the flattering on FIP was less present in the laboratory because Maggie had responded positively to the antibiotics and this normally does
not happen by a cat with FIP. That is why it was decided to use antibiotic treatment again, but now for a longer period. I also started feeding her through a syringe and a special porridge that I made for her. Fortunately she did not mind this at
all and she enjoyed her porridge very much and she was very easy to feed. Feeding became a party for her which took place 4 times a day. Again the antibiotics seemed to be doing a good job, Maggie was recovering and because of the feeding she was gaining
weight again. Maggie fully enjoyed all the extra attention she received, she was doing better, but because she liked feeding with a syringe I kept doing this 3 times a day. We had been a long time since the first day that her symptoms started. Many
people no longer believed in FIP because she had periods that she was doing better. But still, in addition to my hope for a miracle, I kept the feeling that there was FIP. The time had started when things were going well, but as soon as the antibiotics
stopped, things slowly got worse. And all the investigations that were done, nothing came out clear and it was a black uncertain hole. In the meantime we were 3 months further, 3 months between hope and fear. But 3 months in which I shared all my
time and especially love with Maggie. I admired her because she was such a warrior, so sweet and brave, she never complained and seemed to stay cheerful. Yet we saw that she was more worse, she got more days when she didn't have the energy to do anything.
We also noticed from the other sweethearts that Maggie was getting more worse, they no longer left her alone, there was always one cat who was next to her and loved her, washed and hugged, as if they felt they should watch over her. And then there was
that sunny day on 30-04-2017, Maggie loved the sun, it had rained for days, and suddenly the sun was there, as if it let the beautiful and warm rays shine in her fur especially for her. Maggie's front leg was paralyzed and this was the biggest indication
that she was getting worse now. Dry FIP was the final result. The paralysis of her leg was a first sign that the FIP had now hit her brain. Maggie looked at me, the sun was shining on her fur and we both knew the time had come to say goodbye. She told
me it was enough, this Princess, brave Angel deserved a worthy farewell without suffering and especially without pain. We had to give her the chance to stay in our minds as the brave Angel who enjoyed her life full of love. We should not let it get to the
point that she would suffer in pain. Or that she would no longer have control over herself because the FIP took over control of her brain. And so Maggie decided to look deep into my eyes while lying in the sun that this would be the day she would go to
the Rainbow Bridge. It was weekend but our vet understood us and immediately made the time to give Maggie a worthy and painless goodbye. She lay on my lap, holding her brave little head up and looking into my eyes, tears streaming down my cheeks,
while I spoke that I loved her very much and that she may go to her big friend Sinatra she blew her last breath peacefully. I placed Maggie in a soft basket, when I looked at her it seemed as if she was sleeping and that she could wake up again. It
was time to let her friends say goodbye, this has been one of the most special moments in my life. All the sweethearts came to the bedroom where Maggie lay in her soft basket, they mourned with us, they stood in a row with her, they took turns saying goodbye,
licking her head and even comforting each other. Some people may not believe this, but the videos I made show how special our sweethearts did this. The time of fighting and hope had come to an end and now the time of mourning has begun, we must give this
big loss of a real Angel on earth a place in our hearts. But one thing is a fact, Maggie has learn me so many beautiful things, I am sure she was in our live for a reason. The love and care have ensured that she had a few beautiful months of life and
that gives me comfort. I will always be grateful, grateful that this special Angel was in my life and that I had the honor of being able to care for her with all the love for her in me. I miss her so much, make this page with her full story I did not
succeed without tears, many tears because missing her will never get used! Let love be you're energy and enjoy the time with that what you love so much until the fullest! That is what Maggie and I have done together!