Hooray for Hollywood!


Hollywood, a 3-year old male castrated Abyssinian, came in to HVS for a day-long observation with Dr. Jennifer Bagshaw as a result of some minor neurological signs, but all throughout the visit, it was Hollywood who made everyone else feel better!

Hollywood is an extremely good looking cat, but it wasn’t so much his looks that got us hooked— it was his hugs. Whenever anyone knew showed up for her shift the day Hollywood stayed with us, someone already working inevitably said, “Have you been hugged by Hollywood yet?”

See, whenever anyone picked up Hollywood, he wrapped his front paws around that person’s neck and clung, just like a hug. Making this even sweeter is the fact that Hollywood would then take one of his paws and gently stroke the person’s hair!

All throughout the day, whenever anyone felt stressed or sad or just in the mood for some love, they paid a visit to Hollywood’s cage and took him out; Hollywood was always willing to oblige. Even Dr. Bagshaw got into the act, stopping by for a couple hugs throughout her busy day.

Hollywood’s owner was very pleased but not surprised by the news of Hollywood’s hugs and growing fan club. And, not at all surprising to us, she was unwilling to let us keep Hollywood as Hope VS’s unofficial therapy cat, though she did agree to stop with Hollywood for some hug sessions—though maybe for a small fee each!

We hope to see you again soon, Hollywood (for hugs only, that is)!

Interested in learning more about this breed? You can start at Petfinder.com for some basics: http://www.petfinder.com/cat-breeds/Abyssinian.


Stories of Hope: Franklin


When Franklin, an approximately 10-year old male castrated Labrador retriever mix, presented to Dr. Jennifer Bagshaw, HVS‘s internist, his owners were at a loss. For more than a year, Franklin had been vomiting at nearly the same time, 3:30 am, two to three times a week. During the day, Franklin was his usual (or, in Frank’s case, unusual!) self, aside from a retching cough several times a day that often ended in a full-blown gag. He had no diarrhea, no loss of appetite, no lethargy.

Over the past year, Franklin had visited his primary care veterinarian, who tried various medications, none of which helped; he was referred for a cardiology consult, from which he emerged a nearly perfect specimen of cardiac health. At one point, someone suggested his radiographs showed a mass in his lung; a second and third opinion with radiologists wholeheartedly discredited this. Franklin next saw an internist at another facility who suggested he eat nothing but a hypoallergenic food and so he began to, and, after months of waking up to the all-too-familiar sounds of Franklin vomiting, his owners were thrilled to sleep through the night and perhaps have gotten to the bottom of the problem: a food allergy! Or was it? Four months after eating nothing but his hypoallergenic food (snack time equaled this same food in his Kong toy), the 3:30 am vomiting began again and with increased frequency, up to four times a week. It was at this point that Franklin came to HVS to meet Dr. Bagshaw.

After ordering and then reviewing blood work, more radiographs, and an abdominal ultrasound, all of which were normal, and after speaking at length with his owners about Franklin’s behaviors (vomit- and otherwise), Dr. Bagshaw suggested an (upper gastrointestinal tract) endoscopy, which would allow visualization of his esophagus and parts of his stomach.

The endoscopy was performed a couple weeks later under general anesthesia, and the scope showed that Franklin had a very red, very inflamed stomach, likely indicative of inflammatory bowel disease (IBD), but only biopsy results, from samples retrieved during the scope, could confirm the diagnosis, which they did just a few days later.

It’s been about six months since Franklin’s endoscopy, which means it’s been six months since his strict regimen of IBD medications began: In his case, metoclopramide, sucralfate, and prednisone. There’s been a lot of trial and error in regard to these medications and their dosages and frequency; for example, for Franklin, one sucralfate a day is not enough, and because his vomit was almost always his undigested dinner, he gets the metoclopramide, a gastric motility drug.

And, it’s been six months since Franklin last vomited.  (Ok, well, that’s not entirely true: Our friend Franklin got into the trash about a month ago and then visited our emergency team to induce vomiting to prevent any negative repercussions of that adventure. Thankfully, we were successful.) Franklin and his family thank Dr. Bagshaw and the internal medicine team for their help, and Franklin vows to do his best to stay out of the trash can…