Cats

Sugar kitties! Kitty with the diabetic problem

Cat Battles

It’s funny how much you miss cats purring in the morning until you don’t have both of them in the room with you. Brie Brie, my Maine Coon cross kitty, was downstairs staring out the sliding glass doors when the neighbor’s cat walked up and sat about a foot from the door. Brie Brie didn’t know what to do. She would hunker down and watch the cat and then walk over to me...

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No more sounds in the ceiling

The kitties have been downstairs now for two weeks. They are absolutely loving the extra space. They follow me around the house, sit next to me on the couch, and now have even more places to hide their toys. They do get on the table, but not on the kitchen counter. I can live with that so far. For now, happy kitties! And no more sounds in the ceiling. I don’t know if...

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Update on kitties

BrieBrie and Phaedra have settled in and are doing incredibly well. BrieBrie has got her full Maine Coon on and has blossomed into a furrball. Phaedra is a cuddle cat: she has started sitting on my lap and purring. The little scaredy-cat has turned out to be pretty brave. My parents were down for Thanksgiving and stayed in my room. This was the first time the kitties had to deal with people other...

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BrieBrie had Horner’s Syndrome

This past Friday evening, I noticed that BrieBrie was holding her left eye closed a little. I didn’t worry about it because I figured she had gotten into something. If it still didn’t look right in the morning, I would call the vet. Her eyes were noticeably different on Saturday morning. Her pupils were dilated unevenly: the right one was almost fully dilated open while the left was a slit with the still-droopy...

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Reactions to declawing

After Kiesha died, I adopted BrieBrie and Phaedra fron Cat Angels rescue.  The two kitties have had their challenges, but for the most part they are very sweet. When I adopted them, I signed a contract stating I would never let them be out door cats or have them declawed. Last night, I started watching a video about one vet’s fight against declawing cats. I couldn’t even get through the credits. I had...

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Update on the new kitties

BrieBrie has been coming around and is so friendly now. She hears my voice and comes out from under the bed and plays and talks. She’s adorable. She has discovered that the red laser fairy is her friend and she lurves it. Phaedra is a lot more reserved. She doesn’t come out for me and she usually hisses at me a few times when I first come into sight. I’ve been working with...

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BrieBrie came out to play!

It hasn’t taken BrieBrie that long to come out and play. Since she arrived, she’s mostly stayed under my bed and hasn’t come out. I’ve reached under there a few times and have had her purring on my hand and loving on me. Tonight she came out and was playing. She has a soft purr and talks. When she’s happy, she kneads while she is walking. Her paws come up so high she looks...

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Two new kitties

I went back to Cat Angels today to meet Glynnis. She was a very pretty kitty, similar in build to Kiesha. Unfortunately, when I offered my hand she swatted at me. Not very social. My kitty case worker said that Glynnis would probably be best as a only-kitty and she would probably come around. Intuition said that she wasn’t the right kitty, so Glynnis will hopefully find another forever home.   Over the...

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Meeting kitties at Cat Angels

I haven’t been able to sleep well. I keep expecting to see Kiesha jump up on my bed. I keep seeing her shadow in the house. I started looking at some of the web sites for local no-kill cat rescues. I found called Cat Angels. They had two tortieshell kitties on their web site that were so cute: Phaedra and BrieBrie. Phaedra is a small, short-haired tortie. BrieBrie is a Maine Coone cross...

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Trying to cope with an empty house

When I came home on Tuesday after saying good bye to Kiesha, I slept for most of the afternoon. There is something healing about sleeping after feeling so depressed and upset. Although the empty bed and no kitty to greet met at the door was hard. The house is empty now. I felt like I had to make it look different so I wasn’t going to be looking for her every where. I...

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Good night, Squeakitty

I stayed home with Kiesha on Monday. After Sunday evening, I was worried about her. She still was not eating, although she did lap up liquid from some wet food. My regular vet was unavailable, so I made an appointment for 10:00 on Tuesday morning. I did take her in for fluids on Monday afternoon because she had been throwing up so much. She was a little dehydrated, so the fluids helped her...

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Time to say goodbye?

For the third day in a row, Kiesha has been dry heaving and making those strange up-chuck then hoarse quack-squeak, with her stomach heaving up and nothing coming out. She hasn’t been looking good. Her coat quality has deteriorated. She is drinking water and using the litter box. She hasn’t touched the dry food in a couple of days. I emptied it and put fresh food in there, but there still doesn’t seem...

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Morning sounds

I woke up this morning to the sound of Kiesha trying to up-chuck right next to my ear. She was heaving and licking her lips but nothing was coming up. I put her on a floor and then put a paper towel under her, in case she did throw up something. Nothing came up. She made a gargling noise, coughed with a strange after noise that sounded like a hoarse duck. She continued...

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Check-in with the Squeakitty

The mass under Kiesha’s chin has continued to grow. She doesn’t come downstairs to greet me any more. In fact, she’s only been coming downstairs once or twice per week. She purrs hesitantly when she see me, like an engine with a rough idle. It’s hard to listen to her purr. She is having a harder time, but mostly seems okay. I keep watching for the day when she isn’t quite right, when...

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