I realized it had been a while since I had posted any pictures of Kiesha (aka Squeakitty because she squeaks). One of the ladies on Deviant Art was looking for pictures of cats to include in a series of paintings. (Natamon already did a painting of Ambush a few weeks ago.)
Here are some recent pictures of Kiesha, my little furrball.
She’s been recovering well (yay!) and so far seems to be doing better. I’ve been feeding her on my desk. She seems to eat more when I’m nearby than when I’m not. Our checkup with the regular vet went well. She was pleased that Stella’s test results showed similar numbers to last December’s blood work….
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…
Basette’s eyes still look like saucers. It is obvious that her vision is much diminished. I’ve watched her stop just an inch or so before walking into a wall. Poor kitten followed me into my office and instead of leaving back through the doorway, tried to go through the closet. She seems to be happy…
Natamon on DeviantArt did a painting of Ambush as a Mardi Gras cat: Bejeweled Cat 5 by ~natamon on deviantART I saw the picture and had to smile. Ambush was a silly kitty who had a plastic fetish and played fetch with rubber bands. He used to climb onto my dresser to pull all of…
It hasn’t really hit me that Basette won’t be back. On an intellectual level, I know that she won’t be back; that she is gone forever to visit only in memories. On an emotional level, it’s very hard to accept. No, not hard to accept. It is hard to express the grief. How do you…
It’s only been a few days since Ambush past and the kitties seem to be adjusting. Kiesha periodically walks around the house yowling. When she’s called, she meows lightly and trots in for pettings. Stella has also yowled a little, but, being mostly deaf, she doesn’t hear it when I call her. Instead I find…