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>2 LibraryCin: Poor Angel! Two very common conditions for cats, still it hardly seems fair for Angel to have both. You wouldn't know there was anything wrong from the photos of him, he looks a very well (and well looked-after) moggy.
*I love the word 'lollop' and was glad to see it pop up in The Monk - see what I did there? I got a horror reference into the cat thread :)
Ah, like your two... I have one who is jumpy/nervous, as well, at times (Io). But, he's also very friendly and he really is my "smart" one. Angel is super-sweet, cuddly, but not as bright. But, he's my sweetie!
Yeah, it sucks that he's so sick. Or, the tests say he is; he's not acting it (luckily!). I actually think the kidneys may have become worse after the radiation treatment he had for being hyperthyroid. Instead of getting him into the normal range, it took him the opposite way to hypothyroidism. That's when his kidneys started having "off" numbers. It was only slightly, though, until the tests in December.
Cystitis is a bladder inflammation which causes increased urge to pee, incontinence and sometimes blood in the urine. It's very uncomfortable and hurts like hell to pee. It can pass on its own but needs antibiotics if its a lingering infection.
How's everyone's little darlings?
I had one cat, Cali (see below), I had to take to the vet a couple weeks ago, because she'd lost 3 pounds over a few months (she was 11 lbs and did need to lose the weight, but not so fast! my first thought was cancer), her hair was falling out, and she still had a nasty cyst on her back I wanted taken care of. They did run tests on her. One test for her thyroid did come back leading us to believe she was hyperthyroid. But the T4 (I believe that's the one) registered as normal. So no meds for her now, but they'll retest her in 6 months. So far, she's doing great! :) I added fish oil to her diet--which she HATES!--so I'm experimenting with flax oils, etc. Otherwise, all my other critters are doing pretty darn good for being in their golden years. :) Knock wood!
ETA: Oh, and the cyst on Cali's back was removed. No problems there either. :)
My Angel is still doing well, too! We're in a bit more a routine with the sub-q fluids - every 2-3 days, and he's doing so much better with it (most of the time).
Me, on the other hand - I have a cold, and that means my other boy, Io, needs to be locked out of my bedroom at night. For some reason I've never been able to figure out, he completely freaks out if I start coughing (a lot) in bed. He will attack me! So, he has to be out of the room. Of course, he doesn't understand why, as he's used to sleeping in there, so there are random scratches at the door throughout the night. The first night was the first, then he was ok, so I thought he'd gotten used to it, but he got worse again last night.
>9 saraslibrary: Good luck with Cali. I hope you can figure it out. Yes, the T4 is the main one they look at for their thyroid. (Angel was also hyperthyroid, but we did the radiation therapy which we'd hoped to put him back in a normal range; instead, he went hypothyroid, so he remained on meds (well, supplements, really). Till now. Now he won't eat Pill Pockets, anymore, and he doesn't necessarily always reliably eat his canned food (crushed pills would be my other method), so that doesn't work, either. Oh! He was fine on the pill pockets until his kidneys went bad.
Hugs and chin scratches to the kitties!
>10 LibraryCin: Attacked for coughing! I've heard it all now. I can sympathise as I've been on the sofa-bed after having some work done in the flat, being woken up at all hours by Woody, clawing my face for attention. Bless his cotton socks (she says, through gritted teeth)!
He'll still get those hugs and chin scratches...
My guess - was he abused at some point by someone who used to cough in bed? I have no idea.
I do know that he was dumped when he was just over a year (so I already don't think highly of whoever had him). He had been found in the parking lot of a bar with another cat and a litter box (which is how I know he was dumped, not a stray).
I don't really know why he gets so freaked out about my coughing when I'm in bed. Wish I knew...
Thank you! :) Oh, yeah, pill pockets are a joke. None of my pets will take those things. Cheese or pieces of meat work much better for slipping pills into.
>11 Moomin_Mama: I wasn't aware of the differing opinion on fish oils for cats. That'll definitely be something I'll look into. My vet wants Cali to be on 250 mg/day, but she just won't eat it. She loves treats with fish oils mixed in, though. I do have one cat, though, Gwen, who loves the fish oil! And now we have a dog who loves the stuff, too, which is great, because she's one of our picky, underweight dogs. :)
>12 LibraryCin: Maybe Io thinks it's an aggressive noise, like a dog bark? I don't know. I'm definitely not a cat shrink, that's for sure. :D
>12 LibraryCin: How good of Io's last owner to leave him with a litter box. Why on earth would someone be worried about an animal's toilet arrangements but NOT worried about dumping it?
That makes more sense than my theory for Io not liking me coughing, I think - it may sound like an aggressive noise to him.
>14 Moomin_Mama: I know, right!?
>15 LibraryCin: Yes, you lucked out that Angel liked his pill pockets for so long. :) I've never had any luck with giving medicine in them. They always eat the treat, but spit out the pill. :D
So, how's the couging/cold coming along?
But really, I hope you get to feeling better soon! That's a long time to be sick. :(
>21 LibraryCin:, I too add my well-wishes! I used to have a cat that Staged coughing fits when she wanted attention, but getting attacked for coughing is something else entirely!
Our dog (a large neurotic coonhound mix) loves pill pockets, but they've never worked for our kitties either. Our vet most recently told us the trick of dipping pills in cream cheese, and that works wonders! We're still buying pillpockets, though--even though our dog is finally off xanax, he gets so stressed out if he doesn't get his daily peanut butter pillpocket that it's just easier to have them onhand as treats lol.
To let everyone know...we also have a spoiled and lazy siamese mix who squaws instead of meows, a grey muscleman named Hart who plays a little bit too rough, but is really a sweetheart, and one older cat, a longhaired tortoiseshell named Gypsy Gray. She's had a rough time this year--one of the reasons I hesitated to chime in, waiting to see how this week would go. She had to get her right eye removed last week (cancer), but she seems to be doing well. She Hates the cone she has to wear til Friday, but she had her last medicine today, and she's slowly getting back to herself! Don't feel too sorry for her either--she used to have a gigantic canine snaggletooth that made her look like a pirate. She lost that a few years ago to tooth decay that came from being a long-time stray, so our running joke has been that she purposely let this eye get sick so that she could go back to looking like a pirate kittie...
haha! It's great that the pill pocket still works as a treat! I don't know if the cream cheese would work for Angel at this point or not. He used to like marble cheese, but won't eat it anymore, either (I did try "wrapping" pills in some shredded cheese a few times, as well, but he just doesn't want to eat the cheese anymore).
Hopefully Gypsy Grey is feeling better soon and the cone of shame can come off. Good luck to her!
>22 whitewavedarling: An elderly cat of mine who passed away years ago had her eye removed. Not cancer, but an infection. She was a very slim, fluffy, girly cat and we joked, while she had the stitches in, that she was wearing false eye-lashes! She wasn't bothered by the missing eye, or the cone she had to wear for that matter. How old is Gypsy Gray? And what is your Siamese called?
Our siamese mix is Ziva (named, admittedly, after Ziva on NCIS), and our gray muscle-man cat is Hart, who my husband named after a wrestler, which I fear only encouraged him to turn into the trouble-maker he is!
>26 whitewavedarling: You have quite a brood, what with the dog too! I'm sure Gypsy Gray will be very happy to have the cone off, and I hope her eye is healing well.
I wonder if I can edit the title of this thread to be more of a random chat, not just about our pets/cats...
ETA: Well, if editing the title of a thread is possible, it's not obvious! Anyone know if it's possible? Thanks!
Speaking of random chat...
In the March thread I recommended Salem's Lot (the 70's tv version) based on a particular scary scene. As horror fans, which scenes (in film, literature, or from television) scared the living daylights out of you?
Random chat is fine by me, too. :)
>31 Moomin_Mama: That's a really tough question. I've certainly been grossed out by some movies and books, but I think probably some of the 80's horror movies had the biggest fear-inducing moments for me (probably because I was a kid), like Jaws (that kept me paranoid, even in swimming pools!) and Ghoulies (that one almost kept me from ever using the toilet--and all I saw was the movie poster). I think I mentioned in the same March thread about Poltergeist and the tree outside the children's window; that gave me the creeps. Not really horror, but the Alien scene where the monster pops out of the guy's stomach was another scary moment for me. (Thankfully, Spaceballs kind of saved me from having that permanently etched in my brain. :) Hmm....oh, yeah, and that scene in Pet Sematary where the little boy (now turned evil) hides under the bed and slices the old man's Achilles tendon. Yep, that one kept me from ever getting out of bed like a normal person. *hop, run, turn around, sigh* Nothing was ever there...but you never knew when something would be. ;) Oh, yes, and that hound demon inGhostbusters. I do remember having a few nightmares of that thing chasing me. *gulp*
Omg, I could go on and on, but I'll just stick with a few of the 80's movies that stuck with me the most. :) Thanks for making me remember those nightmares! :P
I've already mentioned Salem's Lot, the miniseries - there are quite a few scenes in that, not just the window scene.
Carrie - the mother hiding behind the door.
Dracula (1979) - Mina under the grave in the cavern.
Those scenes scared me so much I find them very hard to watch now, and can't watch them alone, but I still love being scared by them!
One of the few scenes to scare me that much as an adult was in the original version of Dark Water, when you realise the mother isn't holding her child, and then it zooms in... I screamed the house down, thankfully I was watching it at home on DVD with friends :)
By the way, I'll remember to pass on 'much love' to my fur babies when they are jumping on my head at four in the morning - I'm on the sofa till the weekend as my bedroom has been painted and it's been eventful :)
I never saw Pet Sematary. I did see Jaws but I must have been really young, I think.
Poltergeist was one of my favourites. Loved it! The tree and clown/doll freaked me out, too (I'm not usually freaked out by clowns... unless they are meant to be creepy!). Also loved the Nightmare on Elm Street series. Saw one of two of the Halloween movies and one or two of the Friday the 13th movies, as well.
Jaws terrified me. I was bought a game where you had to pick things out of the shark's mouth before it clamped shut and the box had the same image as the posters. I'd already seen the film (my parents didn't see it as a horror) and I could see the box on my shelf at night and it used to give me nightmares! What a strange idea for a toy...
I completely forgot - my parents didn't see black and white films as a problem, and one film I saw very young which creeped me out was the silent version of Phantom of the Opera.
Me, I'm exhausted from worrying! I won't be completely relaxed till he's back home.
Then again I won't have to make any decision if his bladder recovers.
>39 saraslibrary: I think they were actually bladder stones, which are more like grit, but they formed a plug that blocked the bladder. Cats can get kidney stones too. And yes, it's a long time to be without Sweep. I visited him yesterday and he was all over me - he flicked off his bandage (where the drip was) and at one point when I stood back slightly to let my ex fuss him (we initially got the cat together and he babysits if I'm away), Sweep nearly dived out of the open cage trying to get to me again. I'm glad he's so chirpy but you'd swear he just wanted Mum to take him home. Fingers crossed.
Of course there's no guarantee there won't be a recurrence, but as long as there's no trouble peeing and he's comfortable, it's fine. I can't believe how worrying it's been - nobody warned us how long it would be before he could come home, and he was doing so well in other ways that we kept being told he'd be home tomorrow. When tomorrow never came, and then we were told it doesn't usually take so long for a bladder to recover, we had to prepare ourselves for the worst, but on Friday we got a call that he'd used his litter tray properly.
I feel terrible I didn't know he'd stopped urinating - as I was keeping an eye on his diarrhoea I knew he'd peed the day before collapsing, and on the day he collapsed he'd been laying in his usual spots and had enjoyed a fuss, the same old Sweep. From now on I'll be quite neurotic about my cats' peeing habits - they're gonna miss the days they could use the litter tray without me leering at them!
>42 Moomin_Mama: Yay! :)
I can imagine it being stressful having the vet clinic say he'll be home the next day...or maybe the next...or... Yeah, that would drive me insane, and I'd start thinking the worst, too. :( I know what you mean about having to "leer" at your cats when they're using the litter box. It's hard to keep track of who's done what, especially if you're at work, etc. I'm just so happy Sweep's home! :) Hopefully, Woody'll let him recover before slapping his ears. ;)
>43 LibraryCin: Agreed! You can't beat yourself up for that. I have four cats, and there's no way I know who left what in the litter boxes (unless it's diarrhea and part of it's still on them--blergh--that's happened before).
>44 Moomin_Mama: That is the hardest part of being a pet owner. :( It never gets easier. And I'm sorry to hear about your goldfish. Does your vet specialize in fish as well? I don't know much about fish, but I know some vets specialize in exotic or unique pets. I'm not sure what they could do for him/her, though. *hugs*
>45 LibraryCin: Yeah, it is easy to do that with other people's life situations, isn't it? :) I think we all do it and don't realize it. (I know I do it.)
Sweep had a check-up today and seems to have the all clear (although I'm still keeping my fingers crossed that continues). A few tips from the vet about increasing his water intake included giving him the brine from tins of tuna - apparently the salt content won't be too much - as well as kitten/cat milk, leaving glasses of water round the house, and a water fountain. He may have taken the hint, as he's been drinking water from the saucer at the bottom of a plant in the kitchen (Sweep, not the vet). He's also on a special urinary food to keep the crystals down.
No I don't have a goldfish... yet! When my boys are gone I'll definitely consider fish instead, it's got to be easier. Although you make a good point, the things they can do these days with exotics - knowing my luck I'll end up pacing a waiting room at some point while a goldfish has an organ transplant of some sort.
Thank you so much for the picture. I couldn't help think of my 4: Suzy, the only girl who lost an eye; Dennis, the big-eyed, handsome tabby; Sweep behind the others, happy to take a back seat; and Woody, definitely the 'indigo child' of the bunch...
Oh, that's wonderful news about Sweep! :) I know how that goes--still feeling cautious, even though your cat's been given the A-OK. Sounds like some very good advice. I wish him the best. :)
LOL! My mistake about the goldfish. I think I was tired or something when I read that sentence. I've heard fish are very relaxing to watch and very hassle-free, so I guess they're ideal for people who aren't too invested in their pet. *lol-ing @ the idea of an organ transplant on a goldfish* Now I am really curious what specialty vets do with fish.
You're very welcome! And I totally planned for four cats to be in the picture. ;) Actually, it's pure coincidence. And that's awesome that you have four cats, too. I only have 3 of my cats in my member gallery. I really need to get all my photos organized. That should be my halfway-into-the-year resolution!
Gwen and DeeDee are really lovely cats but I see you have no pics of Gabi yet. Let us know when you organize your gallery :)
Thank you! :) My mom adopted Gwen from the Humane Society as a kitten and gave her to me. (She's the one who possibly has some upper respiratory deal going on. We finally got an appointment for tomorrow at 10 a.m.) Dee Dee is one of my grandmother's cat's babies. She was the only kitten who got along with my dog (he's passed on since then), so I called dibs on her. She's a Russian Blue (I think) and just so intelligent. She watches TV with me, tries to get in my face when I'm crying...she's really cool. All four of my cats are awesome in their own fuzzy little ways. :)
I didn't get my gallery organized too well, but here's a pic of Gabi:
Dee Dee sounds Dee-lightful, a bit like my Woody but without the naughtiness - he watches nature programmes with me, and is a big comforter, but he also knocks things all over all the time (sometimes deliberately), and he runs around with things in his mouth that he's pinched from my desk and bag, howling (receipts, bookmarks, balls of wool, although he also does it with a felted pom-pom I made for the cats). He also chews - not eats - plastic bags and wrappers.
Gabi beautiful, by the way, I love the look on her face.
*snort @ "Dee-lightful"* She is that. And she loves to bogart my lap, like she's doing right now. :) I don't know. Dee Dee did have a little Woody streak in her a year or so ago re: knocking stuff over. She used to do it ALL the time in the morning, because she wanted to be fed before the sun came up. Being the night owl I am, that didn't go over too well. :/ I thought cats were supposed to be night owls, too, but apparently her appetite runs super early.
Howling...now that's my Cali cat. She'll find something (a q-tip, a cat toy, sock, etc) and drag it around letting out this horrible howl that used to freak me out. I used to think she was hurt, but it was just her "war cry."
My first cat, Tara, loved plastic, too. All you had to do is rattle around some plastic and she'd come running. She was also the same way about paper. Scrunch some up and throw it for her, and she was a happy camper. :) She was also amused by fire, which is probably why her whiskers and hair on her paws was always singed. :D Apparently, she never got the memo that animals are supposed to be afraid of fire or something.
Thank you. :) It was the quickest pic I could find.
I don't like plastic bags, anyway, and have mostly used canvas bags for years! I do have some plastic bags that I keep to use for various things, but mostly I try not to bring them home. (I used to have a private company come pick up my recycling - before the city started doing it - and I needed to sort the recycling before putting it out. I needed plastic bags for it, but I always ran low, since I so rarely brought more home, so I always used to have to ask co-workers if they could bring some for me!).
>53 LibraryCin: >54 saraslibrary: The image I have from American films and tv is of paper bags being used in supermarkets - is that typical? Over here all supermarkets use plastic carrier bags, and none of the big supermarkets charge, but the bags are getting thinner and thinner and it makes more sense to use canvas 'shoppers'. When I have food shopping delivered it comes in plastic bags and I use these when changing the litter tray and to line my rubbish bins, but the rest of the time use one of my shoppers. I have quite a collection now!
I think I've seen knitting and crochet patterns for re-usable shoppers that use strips of plastic carrier bags, which is quite a handy way of using the things. People use far too many, but then the amount of plastic packaging on things these days is also a problem. I remember the days when milk was sold in glass bottles :)
And I think every store should charge for plastic bags. It might encourage more people to bring reusable ones.
>55 Moomin_Mama: I'm in Canada, but it's similar here to the US, I think. Paper bags in stores used to be more common, I think. You used to be able to ask for a paper bag, but I'm not sure if that's the case anymore. Most places use plastic. :-(
My Mom crocheted me a shopping bag once, but I found it stretched a LOT, so it wasn't really good for carrying heavy things (i.e. groceries). For lighter things (weight-wise), they are fine.
Oh! Those ones where you use plastic bags to knit or crochet from! Yeah, those look cool! I bet they'd be better than the stretchy yarn that my Mom used.
>55 Moomin_Mama: & >56 LibraryCin: Almost all of the stores I shop at use plastic bags, unless you ask for paper (that is, if they even carry paper bags). There are only a few stores I'm aware of who us paper bags: Hallmark, Trader Joe's...um, I'm drawing a blank after those two.
Milk in glass bottles? I can't say I remember that. :)
Playing with candles - I've heard everything now. The things our little furballs get up to...
Yep, I used to say she was a pyromaniac in a previous life. ;)
>60 LibraryCin: I can see where some organic milk companies would use glass. And that's awesome that you get money back and have them reused. :)
After going just shy of 6 wretched years without any, due to stupid apt rules, we have 3 now. I actually reserved the first one (Aleksandra the torbie & white Maine Coon kitten) more than a month before we moved xD (though she didn't join us until 2 mos after) and the 2nd (Nushka the beige & gray tabby British/European shorthair mix) was picked up 3 days before we officially moved in (a bunch of things had been moved over, but not the furniture & big stuff yet). :P Kurkuma (the brown tabby European shorthair) was picked up the day after officially moving in. :D
Lexi has her own thread over in the Cats, books, life is good group. :P
Nushie is the sweetest little thing, she coos like a pigeon for her purr, it's super loud, hilarious, and adorable. She loves people, she started purring at us the moment we went back to see her and she's the official greeter when anyone else happens to be here, looking up at them as if to say Hello, welcome, who are you? :P She thought she wasn't a lap cat, which made me sad, but Lexi is my foreverlapkitten hahaha, and Nushie is timid and follows Lexi's lead, so she finally followed her onto my lap one day a few weeks ago (EVER so hesitantly, it took her ages!) and settled in and realized it was actually pretty nice! And has started coming over on her own now. She and Lexi are bestest buds and love chasing each other around & wrestling.
Kuma loves us, but sadly she hates other cats (NOT what her description claimed! *sigh* Oh well, we are her people, too late!) and does not get along with them at all. She hisses/growls when they are around, and will sometimes swat at them if they're too close for her. She and Nushie take turns of a few weeks each being the aggressor and jumping out at the other, blargh. But she's very sweet with us and when she plays, she goes ALL OUT racing around like a loon and rolling around with the toy, and doing what I call "kangaroo kicks" with her back feet at the toy while laying on the floor, lol. She has a skin allergy and has to get a syringe of meds every other day to keep her from scratching herself bloody, which she absolutely despises. She sometimes likes to come under the blankets in bed with us. XD
Nushie is going in for surgery on Friday, because whoever did her eye was an idiot and did something wrong, causing it to keep swelling with fluid, and it's twice gotten infected, and this past time it swelled up so horribly she popped it open and made a big bloody mess of it; so that was when he decided yep this is not a thing she can just live with anymore, it's time to go see exactly what the problem is and fix it! He consulted a specialist who agreed that there is likely some sort of tissue left behind causing the swelling (which the vet has never seen before, though he's done the surgery on plenty of cats before). So it should be a pretty run-of-the-mill thing and she should finally be rid of this problem. So, boo surgery but yay fixing! She bounces back from everything real quick though, so I'm expecting her to be just dandy in no time at all. :))
It's nice to hear about yours. Poor Nushie. Hopefully his eye can be fixed up this time around. That's so great that he came around and is now enjoying laps. :-)
I also volunteer with cats, mostly strays, so some are used to people and some aren't. I work with them to help them become more social and, therefore, more adoptable. It's a great feeling when they finally (sometimes after years!) come around!
Anyway, he was my super-cuddly boy and stayed that way. Less so, the past couple of months, but really he was always happy to be held and cuddled - at least by me. He wasn't overly friendly with friends and such, so I do wonder if it was one of those situations where - way back when he was waiting to be adopted - he "adopted" me. Maybe he wasn't cuddly with other people when they saw him waiting for a home?
Anyway, he was about 16-1/2 at the end. May 7, 1999 - Oct. 13, 2015.
I think our next cat I'd like to take home a bit older one. This time I exclusively looked for younger ones, because I wanted to make sure they were up for being a kitten playmate. Nushie is somewhere about 2 yrs and Kuma around 2.5yrs or so, according to what their carers thought & put in their passports. But whenever in the future we take in another, there won't be the worry about rowdy kitten, haha, so they can be whatever age so long as they get on with other cats! :)
It definitely sounds like Angel adopted you! And he had a nice happy life with you, too, that's what matters!
Oh, that's so lucky for her that they kept her instead of TNRing her. The no-kill shelter I volunteer at also does TNR and it is a valuable program, but it's always nice when they decide to keep some for adoption. They keep fewer than they used to (new management), but there are some you can tell right away who have been around humans (when they meow... did you know that cats only meow - or so I've read in a few places - if they have communicated with humans?), so I'm always hopeful when I hear meowing from the TNR room that that kitty will "graduate" to be able to be adopted.
I don't get it, either. I have no idea how anyone can abandon a pet... :-(
I have never (maybe when I was a kid, but not as an adult) wanted to bring home a kitten - too much energy, too much work! My requirement has always been at least 1 year. Io was just over a year when he came home. I mostly choose based on personality, but if I'm having trouble deciding, I try to factor in those things that may get a kitty overlooked or take longer to be adopted otherwise. With Angel being both black and 8 years, he was going to have a harder time than the 4 year old tabby I was also considering at the time (though that 4-year old tabby had also been around a few months, BUT he was adopted about a week later or so, so that worked out well).
The shelter I volunteer for now doesn't take owner surrenders (unless they were originally adopted from there... they will, of course, take them back), so it's just strays. Strays tend not to live as long or be as old (usually), so when I bring home another, they will likely be a bit younger. There are a few older ones at the shelter now (10, 11, 14), but I also want one who will be ok with Io. Not too sure about two of the three I'm thinking of, but those two pretty grumpy at the moment. I think they need some socializing work before they'll go home. Although I like socializing, I also like for them to have come around or be coming around before I will bring them home to continue socializing them here.
I do LOVE the 14-year old, but she didn't get along well with the other kitty she came in with, so I believe they are recommending she go to a single cat home. She is out and wandering the room with other cats, but sometimes she is grumbly about it. She would probably get used to one other cat, but for Io, it would be nice to have someone who could potentially be a cuddle-buddy. I'm sure Io wanted that with Angel, but Angel ended up not wanting that.
One was recently adopted out, but came back when the resident cats were beating the poor guy up. He had made my never-ending/rotating "list" of possibilities before he went home, and he just came back about a week ago. I saw him on Thursday, and he is doing well. He's back at the top of my list. 5 years old.
Here he is: This is Kells:
You can also click to watch the YouTube video of him (filmed before he went to the home he just came back from).
The other near the top of my list, who we're still working on, but he is slowly coming around is Joseph. He is only 1-1/2:
There are others I love who have been there longer (though Kells was there quite a while before he went to the recent home) who I would love to take, but either they don't really seem to care about the other cats (whereas, I'm hoping for a cuddle-buddy for Io), OR the longest term kitty there, Taylor, I would LOVE to bring, but I just can't bring another short-haired black kitty right now.
There are two nice (slightly shy) solid white cats, Teetee and Snowball. I've always wanted a white kitty. I would love to bring either of them home (it would likely be Teetee, because he's the shyer of the two and will likely take longer before being adopted), but I'm leaning toward one who has been there longer and - though they say the two aren't bonded - I don't want to be the one to break up the pair. I rent and am only allowed two cats.
Either way, I don't know when I'll bring another home (knowing me, I don't think it will be too long), but it will also remain to be seen who is still available at the shelter.
I have heard that, and I'm sure it's true in some cases, but kittens communicate with mamas by meowing, so I think it's pretty silly of whoever made these claims to think no cat would ever mew aside of with people! I had one that mewed at our golden all the time, and Lexi constantly trills to herself while she's playing, or walking, or stalking moths, or...! XD Funny, the woman claimed she was quiet! I'm not sure if she was saying that thinking we'd be pleased, or if she really was quiet while there, but she has not stopped talking since she got here, lmao. Actually I was hoping she'd be a talker, when we got to meet her at 1wk old she already had quite a set of lungs on her as she HOLLERED for mama, so I was keeping my fingers crossed that was a sigh of a chatter, hahaha.
Aw I love kittens, so cute! But I ignored all kitten listings because I know everyone loves the cute wee little furballs so they tend to get homes right quick, and since Lexi was bought not adopted, I was making sure to do my duty and give a home to one who needed it! As it turned out, I did for two, not one! Hahaha. Nushie is the sweetest, but I know people are dumb and her "defect" of missing an eye would make her less likely to be chosen, even though she's gorgeous and sooo soft (which the pictures you could practically feel the fuzz through the screen!) and cute, I couldn't resist her! A guy went to meet her the day we called, but he was clearly insane as he passed on her, god only knows how anyone could walk away from her! But our luck!! :D And Kuma, with her expensive meds for her skin allergy, also not desirable. She had apparently been with her foster people for a while.
I have always been the type to want another one right away. It helps fill the void that's been left. Think about happy new furball times than keeping sad about the one who is gone. But I know everyone deals with stuff their own way, in their own time.
Aww, Kells is so pretty. Joe has the crazy eyes, hehehe! Awww Taylor is so cute! I get that though. A bunch of times out of the blue I have gone to call Kuma Quester and I'm just like Wait wat where is that coming from?! but she was a brown tabby too, and a bit similar personality in some ways, so, I suppose it makes sense. Weird though!
With our (I was with my ex at the time) previous cat (before Io), she was our only one, so I don't remember how long before I wanted to bring home another, but it was fairly soon. My ex wasn't ready. At about 6 months, I finally convinced him to head to the Humane Society (this is before I volunteered there), and of course, we brought home Io. Since we've split, though, I don't think he'll get another cat ever. I'm sure we just got Io because I wanted another. If it had been up to him, I doubt we have gotten another.
I'm not surprised you are looking at other cats already, especially as you volunteer for a re-homing charity. When my two boys are gone I know I'll feel guilty that I have the space for another cat or two, and there are so many that need good homes.
>63 .Monkey.: Such beautiful cats - it's a shame that Kuma isn't so friendly with the other two, but from the look of their cuddle, Lexie and Nushie aren't missing out :)
I can't say for sure when I'll bring someone home, but I'm thinking for kitty's comfort, I'll (at least) hold off till after Halloween. At least then, they won't have to freak out with every door knock... Maybe longer than that, as well, but at least till then.
She's doing well, though. She only ate a tiny bit of food over 33 hours, but after she did eat that tiny bit last night she got a little energy/strength up and started her kneading & cooing in her favorite bed, which she did for several times for extended periods through the evening/night/morning, hahaha. And as I was getting their breakfast ready today, I was planning to take hers back to her since she hadn't left the bedroom when I did (normally they all follow me out, FOOOOOD IT'S MORNING!! XD), she wound up wandering on in, and then jumping up on to the counter too, to come have hers. She didn't finish, but she ate a nice amount, and she stayed out here and is sleeping in her beloved top of the cat post spot rather than resting alone in the bedroom, so she is definitely not feeling all wretched anymore. :))
On Nov. 19th, I brought home a new boy, Kells. He is maybe 5-7ish years old. Beautiful medium (long?)-haired boy, grey tabby and white. He was real shy when he came into the shelter about a year and a half earlier. He would run away, didn't want anyone to touch him. He eventually came around and was adopted out for a while, but came back (due to one of the resident cats picking on him).
At the shelter, he'd been picked on by other cats a few times, as well. He was doing so much better with people, though, and I'm a sucker for shy cats who come around! He and my boy Io are doing well. I was able to let Kells out of "his" room after only about a week and a half. By then, he was much more used to me, as well. (Of course, he knew me from the shelter, as well, but it's a whole new space.)
He and Io don't cuddle, but they sometimes play, and I've seen them groom each other a couple of times. Not often, but it has happened. I still hope they'll get closer. I was pretty confident Io would not be a cat who would pick on another scared kitty.
12 (almost 13) year old Io was diagnosed with asthma on Dec. 31. He's got inhalers (one for constant 12-hour interval puffs, and the other will be for attacks; for now he's getting both), and a mask/cannister thingy to get him to breathe in his meds.
It took a few weeks before I made him (took time to "train" him before that) use the mask/cannister, but we started that on Sunday and though he doesn't like it, he's getting through it without too much protesting.
In case anyone is interested and has 6ish minutes to kill, this is a really cute video on training kitty to use the mask/cannister/inhaler.
Io is a pretty good little guy (treats help!). He does pull away from the mask every 1 or 2 breaths (if I'm lucky, he'll wait longer!), but I just put it back on until we get up to 8-10, which is what he's supposed to get.
Vet visit tomorrow to follow up on how he's doing.
You wouldn't have known anything was wrong with him, and there's been no problems with his peeing since the bladder issues last year. I always feel terrible afterwards, but often there's no way of knowing if something is amiss, short of full blood tests on a very regular basis - and he would have hated that. Sweep, bless him, for all his usual cowardly lion behaviour, has been the one to make the least fuss when getting old and falling ill, and like last year was absolutely fine until something was badly wrong.
Feeling sad, but it's been lovely having him, and I now have to adjust to being a one cat household.
Kells, on the other hand, also had to go to the vet last week. The vet initially thought UTI (urinary tract infection), so sent us home with 3 medications (anti-inflammatory, pain med, antibiotic). The anti-inflammatory and pain meds were both done on the weekend, and I heard from the vet again on Monday, that it's not a UTI. Not sure what the issue is, but I'm going to have to switch to the Hill's c/d food (or other brand's equivalent if he doesn't like the c/d), then take him back in for more tests in a few weeks.
For now, they're just saying FLUTD, which is really a blanket term to mean it could be anything to do with his lower urinary tract, but they don't know what. They didn't see crystals the first time, but that's because there were too many red blood cells in the way or something. So, we'll check again later.
I'm glad the Io is getting his medication despite hating his inhaler, and I'll keep my fingers crossed for Kells.
And Sweep sounds like a sweetie! I'm still working on a photobook of Angel. I did most of it before Christmas, then got busy, but I want to get back to it soon.
>89 LibraryCin: Cats needing meds just sucks for everyone, haha. Kuma needs her allergy meds (some sort of skin allergy, she scratches nonstop, making sores, if she doesn't get it) and it's a little syringe of very aromatic stuff that I don't blame her not wanting anything to do with! She often scurries away when she sees it in my hand, or even just senses that it's coming lol, she knows. So then I have to follow her all around until I can grab her, and I have to sit on the floor on my knees with her between my legs, holding her head in place with one hand and trying to squirt the stuff in her mouth with the other. Often I think more of it winds up on the floor, or me, than in her mouth! She's quite adept at jerking her head at just the right moment, heh, she really hates it!
Kells, though... only a few days after he was done with the antibiotic, I had to take him back for doing the same thing - in and out of his litter boxes for 45 minutes or so. Plus, this time, the bathtub. Nothing happening, though.
This vet (a different one) thought it was stress causing the issues. Once again, he was prescribed the pain med, the anti-inflammatory and this time, a homeopathic (though needing a prescription) med for stress. He is done everything except the stress homeopathic med, which - as far as I know - will be forever for him. It's a powder that gets mixed in with his food. I have also changed him from 1/4 wet food and 3/4 dry to the other way around. Also changed his food to "c/d stress". I'm not happy with the various vet foods (the ingredients), but if it works, I'm going with it.
She said to bring him back to recheck in a couple of weeks, which will be this weekend coming up. *knock on wood - he seems to be doing well, so far.
>101 luvamystery65: My thoughts are with you re: Bruce. He is so beautiful! I'm glad he's been there for you, and I can tell you've been there and beyond for him. Big hugs and good mojo coming your way!
I also have a cat (Gwen), who is on her way out too. She had a mass removed from her abdomen a couple months back, but it has since returned. She's on prednisone right now, which seems to be prolonging her life. It's hard to make that decision, though, of when she wants to pass on.
I'm so sorry to hear about Gwen. It is definitely not easy to make that decision.
Bruce started having some rapid breathing and minor confusion on Sunday evening. It was intermittent so I did not rush him to the emergency vet. On Monday morning he had 3 seizures. They were very mild but I knew it was time. His 14th birthday was on Tuesday but I euthanized him on Monday. I didn't want to delay and wait for worsening seizures or respiratory issues. He went in my arms and I miss him terribly. He was such a great dog. He had an amazing personality.
It's been one year (by date, Oct. 13... but it was the Tuesday right after the Canadian Thanksgiving weekend, so tomorrow) since Angel died. I did bring Kells home in November last year. But, it's hard to resist when I volunteer with them. I've been wanting to bring her home for a while, but I try to tell myself I don't want more vet bills! I gave in...
The more the merrier! :D
This is my oldest boy, Io. He is now 13 and has asthma. This photo was taken years ago.
Hmmm, before I attempt to show the other two cats, what have I done wrong with the coding to post the image? I'm planning to use all photos I've uploaded here to LT. In the carroted brackets I have img src= then the link in quotations marks then width=200 then the closing bracket.
Thanks for any help!
Ah, I haven't gotten to reading any and so had glossed over that absence; let's see, that was Moomin_Mama's slot, but I'll toss up the thread now just because it's so late already, whoops!
Thanks for putting up the thread! I hope mine comes in this month!