Friday, August 19, 2016
Fleurp, oh what to say about my sweet, demanding, expecting, hopeful, joyful kitty. Fleurp is the embodiment of hope... every time I get even remotely close to anything she wants, she chirps like a little bird, asking, almost begging, for it. She opens her eyes in that round hopeful "Puss in Boots" look that I have the worst time ignoring.
Fleurp becomes anemic every spring. We have yet to figure out the reason, but I have my suspicions. This past year she started becoming anemic in February/March which was very early but it was a very warm year and she had already started shedding. So I "furminated" her almost weekly until mid-summer, and she didn't have another issue. Was it because of the fur? I have no idea. I don't know why if that is the case why her anemia responds to prednisolone so quickly. I will try grooming her again next year and if it happens again I'll say we have our reason. There were years in the past when her anemia wasn't as bad as other years, so I'm not discounting that this was just an easy year.
Fleurp and Muffin have similar interests in life, and they have seemed to have formed a friendship. They often gang up on me to beg for food. Fleurp has the most endearing way of asking when her chirps don't seem to be working, she reaches out with her paw and with her claws sheathed she attempts to pull my hand to her.. I have such a hard time resisting that - which I'm sure she has figured it out.