Ambush is going to the emergency vet clinic. He isn’t doing well at all this morning. He isn’t keeping food down and he just doesn’t look right. Poor guy has thrown up three times.
I’ll post again when I know more.
When Basette was a kitten, she used to play tag. She’d sit under my chair and purr when that tail-twitching mood descended. Not a half-hearted purr-so-you’ll-put-me-down, but her full-throated, shake-the-floor-like-Granddad’s-snoring purr. It didn’t matter if I had to finish a paper for the next day’s class. She wanted to play, and she wanted to play…
The vet visit with Ambush went very well. Laura was right: the vets at the clinic in Hillsborough are excellent. Overall, Ambush seems to be doing pretty well. He’s lost more weight (12 pounds instead of 13.8), so that needs to be monitored. We checked his urine to make sure he wasn’t in kitosis (nope,…
Today I read a post on an online bulletin board written by a woman whose dearest cat is dying from kidney failure. Reading her grief-striken words was like an echo of my own posts last spring desperately trying to find a solution or help for Basette. And knowing, ultimately, that there wasn’t one. That this…
Kiesha has been eating very well lately and seems to be returning to her normal fluffball self. At our last vet check up, she had gained 11 ounces and her thyroid levels were in the low range of normal. We’re going to leave her meds where they are for now and keep feeding her what…
Every night at about 10:00 PM Kiesha loses her mind and her evil twin emerges. About that time, I’ll hear a high pitched meow (where Kiesha gets her nickname of ‘Squeaky’) and the scritch-scratch of Kiesha clawing on the back of the couch. It’s like a mating call: ‘Come play with me or else I’m…
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