Thursday, March 25, 2004
As I'm typing the title for this post, Muffin is doing her best to sneak her big huge cat body behind me to get to my plate of chocolate cake.. bad kitty.
So.. about Jack.. I had an extremely bad day today. Started out with a mistake I had made trying to be helpful - remind me not to do that again.. and a girl I work with decided that I should be treated like dirt because I made it. She had NOTHING to do with it, it didn't affect her in even the smallest of ways, but she made loud rude comments behind my back, pushed past me to get out behind the desk we work behind, practically shoving me out of the way, and snapping at me when I said something to a client she was helping. This particular person has always treated me very badly at work, and there really isn't a whole heck of a lot I can do about it, as she is never alone with me.. whenever we end up working alone together, she leaves to go "help out back" so she doesn't have to be near me. Which frankly I do not mind.. I'd rather work alone than work with her and her attitude towards me, but it never gives me the opportunity to tell her to back off - unless I'm willing to do it in front of our co-workers; which I have done from time to time, but I come from a place where one just ignores such things.. and lately she seemed to have backed off.. even making small talk with me about my new house.. except for this.. *rolls eyes*
anyway.. long story to get to the good stuff. I come home and rant to my husband.. and all of a sudden I feel a cold nose pressing into my hand. I reach out and pat Jack as I continue on with my story. I shift feet, causing me to be slightly further away from jack, so I stopped petting him.. then I feel a cold nose on my hand again. I pat him more.. then come to a part of the story where I use my hands, then put my hand on the counter near the stool he's on. I feel a paw reach out and pat my hand, pulling it towards him. It made me smile and I stopped talking and patted him.. he leaned into my hip and purred.. I went on with my story, again taking my hand off Jack, and again he put his paw out and pulled it back toward him.
I love that boy..
and as for Emmy.. I was feeding the kitties treats yesterday, and she was running after them..she normally will only get them if they are right in front of her... and when I gave them their vitamin C treat (I mix it in with wet food - which is the only time they get wet food) she was standing up on the counter begging for it.. again.. something she hasn't done for a long time. Hopefully, we can keep this up :)
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
It was time for Em to have her stitches removed.. and I tried last night, but she didn't want to sit still at all.. so I was going to give up and bring her in to have the tech do it.. but I thought what the heck.. let's borrow a suture removal tool from work and try that. With a lot of love and some coaxing, we got them all out.. *YAY!* Of course, the others all had to stick their head in the way to see what we were doing, so it took longer than it should have.. but they are all out. bet it itches like crazy now..
and of course, you know what she did immediately afterwards? went for the food bowl.. Just like her mom.. after a traumatic experience.. soothe it with something yummy.
Well we started the new dry food a couple of days ago, and this morning, Emmy is a whole new kitty.. playing with shoe laces.. jumping up for treats - well as much as an overweight cat can 'jump'.. and running after them when I was tossing them on the ground..
I don't see her joining any kitty marathons any time soon.. especially since Muffin and Eli just ran over her to get into the other room.. but she's acting better than she has in a long time..
Hopefully it's the food and not just a good day
Monday, March 22, 2004
Friday, March 19, 2004
ARRRRGH!!! I can't tell you how glad I am that I am moving. One of my neighbors has a big black dog, they have called Cosmo, that they just let run loose in my neighborhood.. I've called the ACO on them several times after we moved here.. but that didn't stop them for long. Several times I have had to send him home.. once I even grabbed his collar and walked him home, because he was up on my porch scaring the carp out my cats.
Yesterday he ran right through my yard..
Today they are out at the bus stop, and he's out running around.. There is a TON of doggie prints in the freshly fallen snow... right out front of MY house.. he was barking at my cats.. they are completely freaked out. So I throw on my shoes and storm out there.. and he has the audacity to talk to me about the snow.. *rolls eyes* I'm walking out there in jeans and a thin shirt with my hair an absolute mess.. I told them last time I walked the dog home that I have a cat with a heart condition and so I tell them yet again.. and he said okay.. and tried to make the dog stay with him.. but I know that won't last long.. But hopefully it will be long enough that the kitties wont need to deal with him again until we leave.. Now even 10 minutes after the fact, I can see them all on alert.. Poor things.
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
it was just a pocket of fat.. so Emmy is A-OK.. just needs to have the stitches removed in a few days.
we are packing up the house, because we are moving in a couple of weeks.. the cats are completely enthralled with the packing process. Jack is trying to eat all the tape.. and Muffin is trying to jump in each and every box.
Friday, March 12, 2004
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Well... I took Jez into work and had the doctors look her over. We discussed all the information I had, and all the information she had from the exam, and decided it would be best to spay her and take the kittens. We figured she was lactating from a previous litter and had gotten pregnant again on her next heat cycle.. which is never a good thing.. and the kittens were so underdeveloped.. so they spayed her, and the head technician told me that the kittens were dead when they were removed and chances are they had died a while ago - and she was probably in the process of reabsorbing them.
So as sad as it is, it was a good thing we did it now.. On a side note, there was a vet student working there and she proceeded to try to guilt me because I had been okay with spaying a pregnant cat after it had already been done. I was none too pleased with her and I mentioned this to the head technician. I hope someone talked to her about that.
Emmy's big day is tomorrow.. Please wish her well. The surgery will be very minor.. but sadly I'll have to wait several days for the biopsy to come back.. Hopefully it will be fat and not cancer..
(update 2016 - years later I saw the vet student, I don't remember if she was studying to be a vet or just a tech I think it was the latter, working at the local hospital. I was glad to see she wasn't working with animals any more)
Tuesday, March 9, 2004
Well.. I got a call today from my friend at the shelter. She asked me how I felt about bringing Jez in to be spayed.. yes.. that would mean aborting the kittens.. My immediate thought was that it was a logical thing to do. There are so many kittens in this world, and this would give Jez a chance to get into a home sooner. Of course, then everyone proceeded to ask me if I would be okay aborting the kittens that I've taken care of for almost a month now. Well.. I haven't been taking care of the kittens, just Jezzy.. but of course the more they asked me how okay I was with it, the more emotional I got..
so as things stand, I'm going to bring her in.. but I still have the ability to change my mind.
as for the lump on Emmy's leg.. they checked it out and found cells they didn't like, so they are going to take it off. They couldn't do it on Monday.. so we are going to do it Thursday..
Saturday, March 6, 2004
I brought Jez in today for an x-ray.. the skeletons are very small and not well formed, so it will be a while before she gives birth.
and I was just cuddling with Emmy.. and I found a lump on her leg. They are going to get so sick of me bringing in my pets.