*rips hair out*

Okay, I'm frustrated.. I can't get Em back on an even keel. We were at four units of insulin, and her sugars were obnoxiously low, so we took her off. they went to the 300's. we put her on two, they were low again. Took her off again, and they are up to 300's again!! She's also lost about a pound in a week here. Friday I weighed her at 14lbs 11oz. Sunday she was at 14lbs 8oz, with her BG being 52.. so I made the decision to go off insulin all together again. Thursday she was 14lbs. Today her sugars are in the 300's. grrr.

However, she hasn't had regular doses of her herbs or her cosequin. I'm going to start that up again and be anal about it, and see what happens. I did just get postcards saying the kids were due for shots, so if she doesn't settle soon, I'll get some major blood work done on her.

I stopped by the shelter on Thursday, and was offered some kittens on a temp basis, since the woman fostering them now needs a few weeks off. I miss having kittens. Too bad these guys aren't younger. Oh well. Can't complain about the lack of kittens!! (as much as I might want to)

Moving Minnesota

I came home today with a pocket full of change, so I poked through my quarters to see if I had anything I was missing my state quarters collection. I don't know why I'm collecting the state quarters.. really.. i don't. A compulsion fueled by the United States mint? no idea... but yet here I am going through my quarters every once in a while to see if I have a new state. I am actually up to date - except I am missing Indiana.. I think it fell out of the coin holder thingie - which does NOT hold the coins very well - behind a desk. I'm not worried, I'll find another one eventually. ANYWAY.. I had the folder out in the kitchen on the "forbidden counter" - so needless to say it gets knocked over. I immediately blamed Jack, but he was in the room with me, and it was Muffin who was looking mighty guilty. We collected all the quarters and realized Minnesota was missing. I blamed muffin for eating it or playing with it, and figured it would turn up eventually.. and it did. But it just made for some interesting conversation..

Husband: Honey - Minnesota is missing
Me: Really, are you sure? did you look around
Husband: Yup, I cant find it anywhere

later

Husband: Honey - I found Minnesota.. it rolled all the way over into the other room.

Just made me giggle.

It was raining this morning pretty badly, and I think there was something in the air cause the cats were all fighting like.. well like cats and dogs. Usually a sharp reprimand from me will put a stop to the bickering, but it didn't today. Jack kept harassing the other cats, so I finally locked him in a room by himself for a while. I don't know if it worked or not, but at least there wasn't any physical violence any more. At work one of my co-workers told me her cat was acting strange this morning too, and so did another (but her cats weren't acting THAT strange) That full moon - back to a Friday the 13th.. and they say cats can't read calendars!!


I went to the Psycho Kitty's website again today - realizing I hadn't been in a while (http://psychokitty.blogspot.com/ ) and it is so much fun reading that site. You really start to think the cat is writing it.. she does a good job of it all.. but anyway.. I was reading around Christmas, and it was asked what everyone wanted for Christmas. I couldn't help but read the comments, and there was one in there 'from' a rabbit, who asked for carrots. Which sent me to the bunny's website (you have GOT to love the net) which led me to sites that reminded me just how much I want a bunny. I need to make it over to the shelter some point soon and visit with the rabbits they have. Last time I was there they had a gray rabbit named Jack.. I almost adopted him with out getting to know him, but he was hiding in his house and wasn't too thrilled with me when I made him come out. There are some really cool new rabbit hutches on the market now. 12 years ago when I was looking for one, they were still doing wire bottom cages, which I never did like.. but that was all there was. We built Tobin a pen in the basement of our last house, which he loved very much, but he was never really litter trained, so there were stains in the cement. I want a nice social rabbit. I know they are rare.. so I'm willing to wait.

Either awww or WTF?

I was waking up slowly this morning, and Jack wanted to help. He started climbing over my bladder and chest so I covered up with a pillow. He then came to my head, and tried to walk on my face, so I put my arm up over my head. He then laid his head down on my face so I couldn't breathe through my nose but could through my mouth. I couldn't figure out if he wanted to be annoying or be close to me.

Em is a whole strange mystyh mystery (she is trying to type again) herself. She has had morning sugars of over 300 so we put her up to 3 units. Well, I took her 6-hour reading (she gets insulin every 12 hours - or so - and her sugars should dip during the day then rise again before her next meal) well the noon reading was 34!! ARRRGH. I couldn't get her to bleed either. She was getting so grumpy that I had to take it by clipping her nail too short. she wasn't a fan of that either, but at least it was quicker. it was nice as I only got the drop I needed instead of the gushers that usually comes when you clip too short.

I'm trying to figure out if I should take her to the clinic to get an official BG reading... although being there will stress her out so her sugars will be a bit high anyway.. *sigh* who knows. I really shouldn't stress about this as much as I do, but I don't have kittens at the moment, so she gets my full attention.. especially when she sits at my foot with those big kitten eyes

no kittens

I had to toss Emmy off me this morning to go pee, I had to scold Jack for getting into my drawer this morning. I had to call out to Ollie who was out in the living room screaming off his head for who only knows why (I like to call it their 'I'm lost' cry) I had to pick Tweedle's nose cause she seems to have a smidge of cold, and had to dig the gunk out of Eli's ears last night because they had gotten bad again, and yet this morning I'm lamenting the fact that I have no kittens to care for.

Yup. I need help.

Na.. just need more kittens.. but that will be may or June before that happens. I'm thankful that there aren't as many kittens in the area now, but darn it, I want kittens!!

no really.. this time they are gone

and no, I'm not happy about it. I brought them in on Saturday morning, and a couple of people showed interest, but when I explained their issues, they went in search of other kitties. One couple showed up, said they were looking for two long haired kitties. I pointed out Sam and Char, and explained their issues. They went looking around and came back. They asked some more questions and wanted to hold them. I asked about a filled out application (cause you have to fill one out to hold the animals) and they said they had one on file. I gave them Char, and went and got it. Well, it turns out it was the couple from the last adoption I was a little freaked out. They were thinking declaw, and from the attitude from before, I didn't think it would be a match. I explained that these two kitties should not be declawed (yes, I'm against it totally but in certain instances, I would have to be insistent. Declawing can make a cat more fearful. Not to say it WILL make them so, but I have seen too much circumstantial evidence to not believe it can) She seemed okay with them being left intact. They left to think about it, and I was relieved. Right at the very end of the day, they came back. They asked all the right questions and seemed open to dealing with them, so I couldn't find a reason to object - as much as I wanted to. I just hope and pray they are okay. I gave them my email address. I hope they email me to tell me everything is okay. I doubt they would even if it was.

I would love to check up on them, but what on earth would I do if I found out they had them declawed. it would be too late, and I'm sure they would not like the results and would either throw them out or return them to the shelter... and I am certain it would damage them beyond all hope.

arrrrgh.

I know I can't save them all, but the ones that need saving the most are the ones that I care about the most. Its a shame they never came to fully trusting their surroundings. I can only hope that I am completely wrong in my worry and that they are fine.

but listen to me. Even if I had found the PERFECT home for them, I'd still be worrying.