Wednesday, December 30, 2009

*shakes head*

I got a free sample from *name of cat food sample people removed*, and in the brochure, it says "The cat can unfortunately not be credited with instinctively knowing what is good for it"

Seriously?  I suppose an adult cat that has been fed lower quality foods regularly will have a craving for those foods - much as I have cravings for cookies.  But if you have ever offered a kitten dry food, canned food or meat, they'll go for the meat every single time.  They more often then not growl and run off with their prized food.  Even now Skippy still hoards pieces of meat when I put chunks down.  Growling, running off.. MINE!!

They know.  They have just gotten used to the "junk", and are very resistant to change..

and apparently I forgot to mention

So I did mention that Ollie was having some issues not eating and being miserable.  Well he felt ok for a few days after that, but then he decided to stop eating on the 23rd again.  I decided to not worry about it as it was probably the same thing as before and was going to wait and see.

Later Muffin stopped eating.  She wasn't quite hiding, but she was sitting in areas out of her normal places, and seeming not quite right.  When I went to see her she was happy to see me and interactive, but it was just strange.  Christmas eve I realized that she had had a horrible case of diarrhea that had covered her rear end, and created a huge mass of fur and foul stench over her anus.  It was the most incredibly foul thing I had EVER smelt.  She was ok with my snipping off the fur that was covered, but when it came down to wiping her clean she was upset.  I let her go, and she was able to clean the rest off herself.

The next morning we saw scoot marks on our hardwood floors.  I did a butt search, and found that Jack had issues.  He was still eating, but he also had horrible diarrhea that was all over his tushie.  Jack has always been quite proud of his tushie, and normally doesn't mind if I'm back there, but this time he was quite defensive.

So we switched the crew onto canned food for a couple of days, then they went back on their raw, and so far no other problems.  No idea what the problem was.  Although I think it was the food.  We had finished one package of raw when we started the canned.

To further the idea that there might have been something wrong with the food is that Doug the diabetic foster, was also put on canned food, and his BG numbers stabilized.

shortly there after I saw Eli jump into the bath tub.  Since Eli had problems with crystals in his urine, I gave him Jack's litter box with the special "is his urine alkaline" litter, and the crystals turned bright pink.  He hasn't had problems since being taken off dry food all those years ago.

aren't my kitties sweet?

I went to the dentist yesterday and had a cavity filled.  It went pretty badly and I was in a boat load of pain for the rest of the night.  I came home and went to bed, and my kitties decided to spend the day with me.

The video is a little dark because I didn't turn the light on.  Hopefully you can get the idea.  Not everyone was there at the time, but through out the day the ones missing from this video did show up.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Update on Ollie

Ollie is back to his grumpy ol self.  No idea what was wrong with him.  His thyroid test (we just did a baseline because of his age, no symptoms) came back just fine.  I waited probably a little longer then necessary to recheck his blood sugar levels, but it was 60.  So those are fine

That boy...  he's quite a puzzle.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Pudding Pop

I know it has been a while since I've updated on her.  She's good.  She is growing slowly, I do believe she is going to be a petite little girl - much like Kit.  I don't see her making weight before Christmas - and if they want her to be much more then 2.5 lbs, then it will probably be the new year.

She is really cute and fun, but she is NOT a cuddler.  She loves running up my leg and landing on my lap in a "tada!" type fashion, but just as quick she's gone running after something else.  This means she doesn't have a whole lot of use for me, so I don't spend a heck of a lot of time with her.  I'm sad about this, but it is good in a way as I've got so much going on.  She's just as happy to see me if I spent two minutes or two hours with her.  She's got a great little personality and is a lot of fun.  Her new home will really enjoy her - and I can't take much credit for it.  She came all happy like.  She needs another outing or two, and she'll get them next week as she still shows some concern for new experiences and loud noises.

She is really cute when it comes to meal time.  Because she's still so small she can run easily under her mom.  Reminds me of those cartoons of the little chihuahua running around under the taller dog.  She didn't start eating reliably on her own till she was nine or ten weeks.  Mom let her nurse and often would nurse while mom was eating.  They don't eat a heck of a lot, but they are doing very well.  Ollie spend a lot of time looking in the foster room - which is very new.  DH thinks that he's got a crush on Pudding.  Skippy spends a lot of time sitting by the door wanting to get into the kitten room - much as all of my other previous fosters did.

the cutest thing

I am sick today.  The kind of sick where just going to the kitchen to get a drink wears you right out.  Heck standing up is quite a feat for me today.  I've been dealing with sinus issues and it moved into my lungs so I'm congested and coughing up quite a bit of mucus.  Breathing is a bit of a struggle.  It is not much fun.

So to make my day a little brighter, my little Fleurp has been hanging out with me.  All except for about two or three hours (during which I ended up taking a nap) she has either been on my chest letting me pat her, or licking my nose, or being close by on the bed.  At one point she got up from her end of the bed, walked up to my chest.  Laid down as if to give me a hug, then got up and went back to her end of the bed. My heart just melted.  I've gotten up a few times to get some more fluids, and each time she walks with me into the kitchen.  Often in front of me going very slowly as if to remind me to take it easy.  she then sat up on her perch and watched me, and followed me back to the bedroom.

The other cats have come and gone.  The come for a little attention and lovin, but what Fleurp did was special and quite unique.


Well Doug is definately a handful.  Although I'll admit it is more on my end then his fault.  I worry too much.

I don't quite understand the insulin he is on, and why he's not getting a good response from it.  But he's content (as long as he gets a midnight snack) and doing well despite the lack of good bg levels.

He also put up with my holiday cheer

Friday, December 4, 2009


Here's a picture of my 3am opera singer.  He is annoying the living daylights out of me.  Setting up a timed feeder worked the first night, but not last night.  Not quite sure what to do with him.  I started him on Lantus yesterday.  Hopefully that will help bring his blood sugars down a bit.
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