Four years ago, a little Siamese was found wandering the streets in a local Long Island community. Knowing that I was partial to Siamese, a local rescue group asked me to "foster" her. You can guess how temporary that turned out to be. A sweeter, more fearless, more cuddly little girl I had yet to find. She stepped into the very large pawprints left by the loss of my 17 year old Bluepoint Siamese.
Then suddenly, tragically, she was gone, the victim of a 100% fatal illness called FIP (Feline Infectious Peritonitis). Although I had heard of this disease, I had never encountered it in my decades of cat ownership, believing that it was limited to hoarders, shelters or stray cat populations. I've since learned that thousands of seemingly healthy cats, some from breeders, others not, have fallen prey to this courge. In the blink of an eye, less than three weeks, the eager-eating, in-your-face, social butterfly was a ravaged shell. I helped her to cross the Rainbow Bridge a week ago.
I've had pet insurance for years on all of my pets, hoping that I would never have anything catastrohic enough to use it. I would like to thank Petsbest for making reimbursement of my vet bills nearly seamless. Within a day of filing a claim, I received an acknowledgment and notification of process; within a week of filing each claim, I had a check in the mail.
No amount can ever compensate for the heartbreak of this loss. However, knowing that my pet insurance company could be relied