This is Eli. It is a pretty low-quality photo of Eli as I had my phone on me at the time and he was being a huge pita this afternoon so it was what I had on me at the time.
For those of you who are new to the blog (am I even getting new readers at this point? I mean what is a foster kitten blog without foster kittens??) Eli was a foster of mine back in 2002 that I ended up keeping. Yes, this means Eli is 15 years old (he was born sometime in the late summer). I ended up "ruining' him by medicating him for a particularly harsh strain of URI. He was so afraid of me that he could barely stand to be in the same room as me for the first few years of his life. It was over ten years before he finally reached out to me on his own. He is still quite fearful and a bit paranoid and is not a fan of you even think too much about him.
This afternoon I was in the kitchen and I heard him scream out. He doesn't meow, he squeaks, and when he wants attention he squeaks quite loudly. I wasn't sure what was going on with him so I set out to find him and he was in the kitten room hanging out on the litter box. I couldn't coax him down, he just seemed to want me to pat him. So I did.
Hello? We heard there was attention going on and we want some, please.
His abdomen was a bit tight - like it gets when he is stressed and when he is stressed it leads to bladder issues for him - so I was a bit worried about him, so I hung out with him and continued to pat him. He soaked it all in. He still didn't want to seem to leave the kitten room for some reason, but he was completely fine with my bringing him treats, which he ate, and patting him, so I'm guessing he was just having a weird.
Jack was so determined to get up there to get some of the attention going on.
He was soooo proud he figured out how to do it since he was unable to jump up like Eli does.
He was soooo proud he figured out how to do it since he was unable to jump up like Eli does.
Sadly, Eli has developed a rather large but shallow lump on the side of his rib cage. At first, I thought it might be a bit of an abscess because we occasionally get tussles in the household that get a little rough; we have had a handful of them over the years. The vet was unsure of what it was. He was being seen for stress and possible bladder issues at the time so we didn't get too far into it. She said to watch it, etc. so that is what we have been doing. It is still there and it seems to have grown a bit over the last few months.I should probably take him back in to have it checked out further, but with his disposition, there is really no kind way to treat him extensively for that kind of growth. Either it is a lipoma (he already has two on his legs) and there is nothing to do or it is cancer and it would require surgery and recovery and possibly chemo - all of which are not really a good idea on a high stress. He is fifteen and has had a good life. This is probably nothing, but it might be something, so I'm basically making note of it for future reference.













