I'm so worried about my Fluffy right now  

Fluffy is my beautiful long haired gray tabby mix kitty that I've had for about 6 years now...since she was a newborn. A few weeks ago she started this really strange behavior. She would walk all over the house meowing her little heart out (and I have to admit that her meow when she's like that is a bit nerve racking because of the high pitch). But she was eating and drinking and being her usual royal kitty self. I attributed her behavior to my three unspayed female cats that were in heat. She did the same thing last year until their heats were over and then she stopped. But this time she didn't stop. And about five days ago she decided to hide under my bed up inside the king sized headboard. Considering that my room is long and narrow and there's no way to get to the sides of the bed because it takes up one whole end of the bedroom, it wasn't a simple task to get underneath and get her out. I think she came out a few times during the night to go use the litter box, but I'm not positive since the fan I have running at night is not the quietest thing in the world and drowns out other noises quite effectively. Anyway, last night I finally managed to get over on one side of the bed, hang upside down practically with the flashlight in hand and finally saw Fluffy laying in the far corner under my side of the bed. She looked awful....not much life in her eyes at all. So my poor hubby, at 11:00 at night, had to go in and just about dismantle the whole bed (it's a king size Select Comfort bed with dual sided air chambers..very complicated to deal with) to get to Fluffy to pull her out. I mean, he had to shove the top mattress which is a solid piece with the air chambers inside over against the window as best he could and practically fold it in half. THEN he had to take the support mattress under my side of the bed completely apart. He managed to get Fluffy out and into my arms, and then I got the heck out of there because he was a bit on the grumpy side because of it all (took him about 30 minutes to get it all put back to rights). Fluffy is a mess. She's severely dehydrated, to the point that when I pull up the scruff of her neck it just stays there and doesn't smooth back down like it's supposed to. We've been fighting fleas again this year and I swear they were all on her. I probably did a no no considering the shape she's in, but I took the Frontline spray and coated her pretty good with it. I couldn't just leave her with all those critters on her. She was bad enough that the flea dirt was pretty much cemented onto her skin. Her breath has never been good since she's lost a few teeth, but now it's absolutely horrendous. She's so listless right now and it shows in her eyes. She can barely stand up now too. She walked around a bit last night, but she's gotten even weaker today. At one point she went totally limp in my arms as I was brushing the flea dirt out of her fur as much as I could, and I thought she had died right then. Along with all of that her body temperature seems to be a lot colder than it should be. She's just not doing good at all. She goes into the vet in about an hour and fifteen minutes, and I'm trying to be optimistic that he can do something for her, but then at the same time I'm gearing up for the worst because I honestly think that she's going to end up being put to sleep. And that thought is just breaking my heart right now. She's my beautiful baby and I can't imagine not having her around. And this is happening on top of my having to have three newborn kittens put to sleep last week because their mama just isn't the mama type and had no milk come in. And even though I tried to feed them, they just didn't respond. So this is all just killing me inside right now.

Please pray for my lovely girl that she either makes it through all of this, either in our world or over the Rainbow Bridge....where either way she is not in pain and at peace. I'm sorry this was so long winded. Much love and hugs to all.......Carryl