Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Thankful Wednsday - What is up at Casa de Gato
I was planning on writing this post for Thursday, as it is basically a whole bunch of stuff I'm thankful for, but I got a phone call last night that changed my time table.. but more on that in a bit. So I'm swapping my "Wordless Wednesday" post with my "Thankful Thursday" post..
So last I updated you, Jack was peeing blood and Fleurp was showing signs of anemia..
Well after a week we seem to have Jack back on track *knock wood* as he hasn't peed anywhere inappropriate for the last five days. It was touch and go there for a bit, and I was so concerned and feared I might have to take him back to the vet.. especially when we came home from work and found one more big bloody puddle of urine in the middle of the great room and Jack had apparently laid in it.. I mean talk about frightening.. but he was up, and dry and eating and active so I held off and tried to clean him up with a wet face cloth - which didn't go all that well - and kept going.. and he is doing SO much better. Unfortunately he ended up needing a bath, so I filled up the tub with nice warm water and after a lot of love and condolences I put him in there.. which elicited one major hiss. Such language coming from my boy!! I talked softly to him and kissed his head and we got through most of the hand scrubbing I intended to do while he was in the water with out another swear, but once I stopped talking he hissed again.. so I talked softly and worked quickly. No soap, but I did get most of the rest of the urine off his fur. Today he is back to his old self.. hopefully he stays that way this time
Fleurp is also doing very well. Her homeopathic remedies seem to be helping, as she started off being far less pale then she was, and she stopped hanging out by her favorite cement lick. When I realized she wasn't eating raw, I started feeding her Fancy Feast classic Turkey and Giblets - which she LOVES. In an attempt not to spoil her and get her back on to raw as soon as we could, I do not feed her it until at least an hour after meal time and I lock her away for far longer than necessary to keep it less than ideal. She scoffs at my feeble attempts and she is now spoiled rotten. she runs down the hall after me every time I walk towards the bathroom I use to feed her, she does the dance and chirp of joy when she thinks I'm about to give her canned food.. She has gained back about half of the weight she has lost, and once she has gained it all back I'm going to cut back on the canned and see how it goes..
and finally the reason for the Thankful Wednesday post. I got a phone call yesterday from the shelter. Might I want a 3 week old kitten? What made them call me when I already have kittens?? well.. Because no one else wanted her..
Figured it out yet? Look again, she has no eyes. Apparently she was born with a sibling who did not make it. At "three weeks" she was turned into the shelter with out her mother - which just peeves me. The scuttlebutt is that she wasn't getting enough milk from the mom but she is quite plump and doesn't feel malnourished in the least *shrug* so no idea what the real story is. When I fed her this evening I noticed that her milk teeth are in quite a way, so I have a feeling she is a bit older than three weeks.. She ate pretty well, didn't much like it when I went to rub her belly to make her burp, and she kept pushing my face away when I went to kiss her (talk about friggen adorable!! and I so need to clip her claws!!) She's also pretty quite. Didn't make a peep driving home, nor when I showed her off.. she squeaked at me when I went to rub her belly, but on the whole, she doesn't have much to say - but she does purr :)
It really is a huge mindset change on my end though.. when I set her up in the tub in my office I had the thought that I should leave the light on so she could get used to the way things are laid out.. but by the time I finished that thought I had that D'UH! moment.. I still felt horrid shutting the light off.. but I did it
If she survives to wean (and with the known death of a sibling I do not take it for granted that she will do so) she is going be one heck of a lot of trouble, I can see it already..
and it makes me smile.