I'm Home :))

Hi Furiends,
Thank you Tigger, Luke, Monida, Meep, Dexter & Stripey for your Power of the Paw rosettes&purrs. It worked cause I came home from the hospital Fri evening. The feeding tube did just what they wanted it to do, made me start to eat some. I'm eating Fancy Feast, mostly licking the juice, none of that dry hard stuff tho. I'm on heart meds forever and an appetite enhancer for a week. Now we're all purring I don't stop eating after the meds are gone.
Mom is so happy she can't stand it, and Joey keeps following me around to sniff on me and clean my head. What did they do to me that made my head so dirty?
I'm really skinny now. Maybe I could get a job as a super model? Travel the world, nahh. Think I'll just go lay on Moms bed and take a nap. Being sick really makes you tired.
Send some purrs and prayers to Dexter&Stripey furiends. They're both not feeling so well and could use them.
Thank you all again for your love&purrs, it meant a lot to Mom and us.
Love&headbunks to all...........Kallie

stitches

Hiya furiends,
Well Joey got his stitches out 2 days ago. He had a really hard time with this surgery. The second was much easier for some reason. But he felt bad most of the time with this 1. And to top it off, he now has an allergy to something and is losing his hair above the base of his tail. The vet said he doesn't have fleas so that's not it. He's on prednisone? now for the next 10 days. Oh, he also has lost 3 lbs.
I'm so glad Mom and he are back in the bedroom and not sleeping on the floor in the spare room anymore. Mom let me stay in there with them a couple of nites but I didn't like it in that other room. A princess such as I deserves a bed.
take care&purrs to all

thankful

Things I'm thankful for:
1) sunny spots to lay in
2) birds and other things to watch out the windows
3) Fancy Feast and other good things to eat
4) when Mom scoops my box
5) my loving family

And of course all of my Catster furiends.
May all of you have a wonderfull Thanksgiving with all the trimmings!! Love&purrs to all, Kallie

Joey update

Hiya furiends,
As you remember Joey had that surgery to make him pee like a girl June 18. He did OK for about 6-8 weeks then he started blocking up with the crystals again. So, he had a second surgery and the vet said he made his stoma (hence forth to be called his hoohoo) as big as he could. Again he did OK for awhile, but he started having pr's again last Weds and Mom got him in that day to see the vet. So Thurs morning was his third surgery for this same thing. The vet said that scar tissue was growing and closing up his hoohoo. So now Joey has the biggest, ugliest hoohoo in the entire state. And another 2 weeks of Mom sleeping on the floor in the spare room with him. I Hate her being gone from me at night. And believe me, I let her know about it.
So now we're worried that this scar tissue will just continue, and make Joey have to undergo surgery periodically. The vet says we'll just have to wait and see. How many surgeries is he suppose to take? Just how much is my poor brofur suppose to endure? All this and he has heart pr's and epilepsy.
We're purring to the cat in the sky that this will be it. Feel free to purr with us if you like.
I hope that everyone is having a great fall. And hope ya'll have a wonderful Turkey Day.
This is Kallie signing off....toodles

DDP

Wow!! I got DDP for Saturday. And think, all I needed was for my brofur Joey to get kidnapped by aliens...WhoooHoooo
Thanx Catster lady, oh, and special Thanx to the Aliens..

Aliens

HELP!!!

Did anybody see that old movie "Invassion of the Body Snatchers"? Well, I think it's happening here at my house. They've completely gotten Joey, and partially Mom.
She brought this...hmmm.."Thing" home and is calling it Joey. It has his body alright but that's all. It has a puffy red rear end ( I guess you could call our Joey the buttless boy wonder, ya know not everyone can be gorgeous, such as I am) it stinks (not that Joey was all roses, it must be that boycat thing) and it has a BIG cone head (any SNL fans here). I think this cone is how it communicates with it's alien buddies. It walks around shaking it's cone and doing this weird dance. Sometimes it gets so excited it falls down and rolls around on the floor (and I dont mean ROFL) in this dance.
Mom has a baby gate up to protect this Joey impersonater from me. This and the fact that she totally believes it to be Joey is why I think they partially have her.
I ran at the gate hissing to protect her and she called my name to stop me. This fake Joey knows how strong I am, it wont even look me in the eye. Everytime I come to the gate it starts its cone shaking, body wobbling, "NO I Cant Dance", gyrations. Even Aliens know the fearless warrior that I am and are afraid.
How can I protect Mom, possibly even the world from these aliens if she wont believe me? Maybe I should call the police? The DOD? Steven Spielberg? And where is our real Joey?
Calling Joey...can you hear me?? Can you hear me now?
Protect yourselves furiends...they're out there.
Love & headbunks to all.........

Test results

All Joey's test results came back normal. :))) We're dancing for joy here. The vet had been thinking his kidneys might be having pr's and then we'ld have lost him, but that's not the case. Thanks to the Cat in the sky and all the purrs from our friends.
His surgery is this morning and Mom can call after 4pm to find out how he's doing. If all goes well, 2 more days in the hospital, then 2-3 weeks isolated here at home for his recovery. We'll keep ya'll updated on his condition.
Thanks All...Your purrs meant lots to Mom and me.
love&headbunks to all...:)))

Joey

Hello furiends,

I know I haven't been here in awhile, my typist works alot. But I come to you today asking for purrs for my brofur Joey.
Sunday May 27th Mom noticed he wasn't urinating and took him to the vet for an emergency visit. He's had this pr twice before. So he got put on meds again and he got better.
Then last nite (only 3 weeks from the last time) another emergency visit around 8 pm for the same thing.
Now he's in the hospital. He was completely blocked. So today they're running test. Best case scenario is he has surgery Monday. They'll make him pee like a girl. Worst case scenario....well, you know.
With all his other health pr's we're really worried about him.
Mom couldn't sleep last nite for worrying, so I'm doing my best to keep her from thinking to much. Running around, dragging my shoe string, yelling at the top of my lungs, and just being my adorable self. :)
They said we could call today around 6 pm for the test results. Even if they're all good the vet said the surgery was gonna be hard for him and a long road. So if you all would please purr for him we'ld appreciate it.
I hope all of you have been OK in my abscence and the Cat in the sky is being kind to ya. Take care all, and thanks in advance for your purrs. love and headbunks to all...........

Outdoors

Well it's happened again. Last year around this time Mom brought in a tree from outdoors and now she's done it again. What's with humans? They wont let you outside to the trees and then they bring 1 in. So, she brings in this thing, lets me&Joey sit and watch while she stands it up and puts all sorts of crazy stuff on it, then gets onto us for wanting it. hmph

Joey drinks the water from under it every time tho. Just goes to show you that boy cats can be as strange as humans. I'm not drinking that filthy stuff. I even make Mom turn a faucet on so I can get super fresh water.

But I can promise you 1 thing. Before that tree goes, I'll be had my way with it. That hangy stuff is mine.

Merry Christmas to all Furs and your Humans too.

Pouncey Furever

It's with a very heavey heart that I bid adieu to a very special furiend, Pounce. Pouncey crossed over the Bridge today around noon. She was a special girl who had an especially tight bond with her Mommy. Her page doesn't give either of their stories justice. For the first 6 yrs of her life (short of being beaten) Pounce was abused. Locked in a rm the size of a small toilet with little to no human interaction. I could go on but I wont. Then her Mommy, not a cat person, took her in rather than have her sent to the shelter.
THe first yr Pounce tried to attack her every time she walked into the rm. Then begrudgingly she started to except that her new Mommy wasn't trying to do anything bad to her.
For Mommy's part, she had No idea what to do with a cat, much less the little psycho she had taken into her home. Her dealings with cats were little and she just didn't believe cats to be, well, "all that". Slowly but surely they started to except eachother and learned to deal with all the changes the other brought.
Theirs was a special human/cat bond. The kind we all want to have in our lives if at least once. Pounce followered her Mommy every where. Never let her out of her sight. Slept above her head every night. Pouncey proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that cats can be much more than just "all that".
In the end I believe that they each may have saved the other in a way. They each gave the other a love that neither believed possible.
*Lifting glass* To Pounce!!!! To the love she brought, to the love she shared, to the love she saved!!!!
Pouncey Furever!!!!!!