Uno Happily Irrepressible!

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The Doggy Doo-Doo Show From A Cat's Point of View

November 3rd 2014 4:27 am
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Lately the weather outside has been getting colder, the leaves are falling from the trees, and Mom now has to put on her hoodie when she takes Destiny outside. We kitties are so lucky (or smart!) we never have to go outdoors to relieve ourselves! I don't even know why Mom likes dogs or wants them when she has to go outside in all kinds of weather, no matter how hot, humid, rainy, windy, cold, snowy, uncomfortable, or nasty the weather happens to be; all because of the dog. Then Mom has to stand around out there and wait for Destiny to get down to business and relieve herself. Compared to us kitties, dogs certainly seem to be helpless creatures in some ways! Dogs also seem to have demented taste buds. I can't count the number of times Destiny has snatched or tried to snatch poop out of our litter pans. If she succeeds evading Mom and snatching the poop, Destiny then EATS it. Ugh! Except for mother cats who have young babies and need to keep the nest clean, no self-respecting cat would ever get caught dead eating poop!

On the positive side, Destiny likes us cats. She's even careful not to step on us when she goes through the house. For our part, we cats just make sure Destiny never finds out that when she has to be escorted outside to relieve herself, we like to sit on the cat trees in the windows in the nice comfortable house and laugh at her. Actually we pity her. We don't pity Mom though for having to take her outside because it was Mom's choice to let this dog creature live with us. Poor dog doesn't even know how to use a litter pan. Dogs also don't know how to cover their own waste. (Don't remind me Mom, I know some of us kitties play the "dump and go" game and don't cover our waste either but at least we're smart enough not to let Mom catch those of us who "dump and go" without covering. Actually when the "dump and goers" leave their mess uncovered, there's a few others of us who will disgustedly get in the litter pan and cover the lazy offender's mess because the rest of us don't want to see or smell or take a chance on stepping in it either!)

Now I gotta go..not THAT kind of go! I gotta go grab my favorite spot on the cat tree because Mom's getting ready to take Destiny outside again and I'm not the only kitty here who's in the mood to watch the Destiny doggy doo-doo show. Why do humans want dogs anyway? That's a question we cats still haven't managed to answer.


Adjusting to FVS

October 28th 2014 10:13 am
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As time passes, Uno continues to adjust to her Feline Vestibular Syndrome conditiion. She's getting better at jumping up on things without losing her balance. It seems that where jumping up on things is concerned, much of her learning is by trial and error. At least now when she misses her target, she is becoming more and more likely to land on her feet. (It always scares me that she'll hurt herself when she jumps, misses, and fails to land on her feet although so far, even when she doesn't land on her feet she hasn't hurt herself. I catch her whenever I can.)

One big thing I've noticed about Uno's FVS, besides the head tilt, is that (hopefully temporarily) it's changed her personality. She's more nervous and anxious in her relationships with the other cats. Unless, she's lying down, when other cats get too close to her she gets agitated and smacks at them. I suspect she's afraid they'll knock her off balance. So far, since developing FVS, instead of playing with the other cats, Uno prefers to play with inanimate objects and my hands. She likes to lie down in my lap and bat at my hands, grab them with her forepaws, and then bite them. When she bites them, she totally inhibits her bite, never putting any real pressure on my fingers at all.

I hope Uno becomes more at ease with the other cats again and that she'll reach a point where she feels able to resume being her former self, at least enough to be able to play with the other cats again. (While typing this I had more feline help than I needed! Uno pulled the plug on my laptop and as soon as I'd plugged it back in, Jag turned off the surge protector at which point Gabriel obligingly walked across the keyboard!)


My Newest Plaything

October 16th 2014 2:39 pm
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Today I discovered a new plaything, Mom's hip brace. As you may know, Mom has had to wear a hip brace for awhile. As you also may know, I love to lay on Mom's lap. Mom's hip brace has two tabs on some kind of strings, which after the brace is put on, have to be pulled to tighten the brace's top part around Mom's waist. These tabs are fastened to the front of the waist part of the brace with velcro. Before you go assuming anything, NO I didn't chew the strings or bite them in half (although I briefly considered that option I was afraid if I did that, I might get evicted from Mom's lap.) When I slid my forepaw under Mom's shirt to inspect the waist part of the brace, I discovered that the tabs have a plastic edge on them that sticks out a little bit. I further discovered that I could curl my forepaw around that plastic edge and pull the tab away from the front of the waist part of the brace. Once I had freed the tab from the brace, it then hung from the string and I could knock it about. I then freed the second tab from the brace. Now I could play with both tabs.

There was just one thing I hadn't counted on. After I freed the tabs from the brace, the waist part of the brace loosened up and slid upward on Mom's body too much. As a result, Mom had to unseat me from my spot on her lap to readjust the brace and reattach the tabs. As soon as she'd reattached the tabs, I immediately returned to my spot on Mom's lap.

I weighed my action against the consequences of being unseated and decided YEAH it's worth it. The tabs were fun to play with and I certainly got Mom's attention by doing it. So I did it again...and again...until I found Mom's patience has its limits. Mom picked me up and placed me on a pillow near her. As soon as she did that, Gabriel and Buddha immediately took advantage of the situation and took over Mom's lap. Now I have to figure out just how many times I can get away with detaching the tabs and playing with them BEFORE Mom's patience runs out!


Dresser Top Bowling

October 13th 2014 4:03 pm
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Today I decided to play a game I haven't played in a long time. It's called "dresser top bowling". The objective is to clear the dresser top of as many objects as possible by knocking one object into as many other objects as you can and causing these objects to take a dive off the dresser top onto the floor. I was happily minding my own business playing my entertaining little game and had the dresser top mostyly cleared when Mom walked into the room and promptly spoiled my fun. "Uno!" she exclaimed. "Get down from there! You know better than that!"

I saw the can of canned air in Mom's hand and I knew my gig was up. In a flash I flew for the end of the dresser furthest from Mom, to make my escape. However in my hurry, I tripped over one of the objects I hadn't yet managed to send crashing to the floor...til now, that is. Unintentionally, I went crashing down with it. But before I could hit the floor, a pair of hands shot out and caught me midair. I found myself deposited on the bed, where I received a scolding from Mom.

"If you were mad at me, why did you catch me when I fell?" I asked Mom.
"Because I still love you and didn't want you to get hurt," Mom answered me. "Now, why were you making such a mess of the dresser top when you know better, Uno?"
"Well Mom," I replied her. "Since I still keep getting these wonderful DDPs, I figured I have to keep doing something to earn them. So I decided to play my dresser top bowling game since I hadn't played it in ages. And worked!"


Accuracy Meats Success

October 2nd 2014 10:26 pm
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In spite of Mom's skepticism, I'm still thrilled at my long streak of DDPs and I'm still thankful for them. I'm also inspired by them. I feel that since I keep getting DDPs, I must make sure I keep doing things worth writing about and then write about them. Tonight I proved to Mom that in spite of having feline vestibular syndrome, I still can also have deadly accurate aim when I want to. Mom was eating a chicken sandwich when I sneaked up behind her. Faster than a snake, I struck. My teeth clamped down on their target, I gave it a good yank, and quickly departed under the bed with my prize. As Mom bit down on her sandwich, her mouth closed on the bun, the lettuce, and what was left of the cheese but her sandwich was now devoid of the chicken. I quickly sped off to my recent favorite hiding place, the back corner of the computer shelf. After what happened to Mom last time she tried to fish me out of that hiding spot, I didn't think she'd dare try to get me out of there again. I was right. Mom didn't come after me. She claimed that after I took the chicken (and part of the cheese) under the bed, it was no longer fit for her to eat. I don't quite know what she meant by that. All I know is that it sure tasted good to me!


Don't Burst My Bubble!

September 30th 2014 12:23 am
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I can't believe it. I feel so honored. DDP AGAIN! I think I'll go strutting around the house in front of all the other kitties telling them to look at me, I'm special because I got a DDP again. Oops! Does anybody know how hard it is to try to strut when you have feline vestibular syndrome and a head tilt? When I try to straighten my head and put it high into the air to make me look the part of the kitty the other kitties should admire, I lose my balance and fall over. Then when I get up and try to shake myself off and act like it was nothing, I lose my balance and fall over again. Then on top of all my embarrassment I'm trying so hard to hide as my attempt to show off to the other kitties, Mom whispers to me that she thinks that there might be something wrong with Diary Central. She said she thinks it might be stuck somehow and that's why I've gotten all these wonderful DDPs in a row. Chastened, I slink out of the room. Right now I'm glad that I'm a black kitty so the embarrassment doesn't show on my face.


Thank you Again!

September 26th 2014 5:49 pm
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Thank you again, Catster Diary Person, for another DDP. I'm thrilled. Also a big thanks to readers & friends for appreciating my diary. I also hope my diary account of my battle with feline vestibular syndrome may help someone else whose kitty also has it. It's mysterious, it's weird, it's really annoying but hey, at least you can live a normal lifespan with it.

I'm doing pretty well although there are still some jumps that I used to do effortlessly that I'm afraid to try yet. Mostly I stick to short jumps. I rarely miss now when I jump although when I do, I get embarrassed if anybody sees me miss. I'm getting used to having a head tilt. However there are still two problems with this vestibular syndrome that drive me crazy. When I shake my head or move my head too fast, I tend to lose my balance and fall over. I really hate it when I move fast to swat another cat and instead of landing my swat, I lose my balance and fall over. (Hey when another cat tries to beat me to a treat or crowd me out of my sleeping spot, they're just ASKING for a swat!)



September 23rd 2014 2:25 pm
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Thank you Catster Diary person for Uno's DDP and thank you everyone for your caring and appreciation of Uno and her diary. Uno's feline vestibular syndrome condition has improved a lot. As it turns out, the day she hid on the computer shelves and refused to come out (the day I tripped and dislocated my hip!), she was right. She really was ready to have her freedom back. In spite of a few minor falls which didn't hurt her, she is managing to learn how to compensate for her balance problems. She has a head tilt to the right that probably will always remain. One thing which amazes me is the perseverance of this courageous little cat. She never lets her challenges get her down, she never gives up. When she slips and falls when attempting a jump, she will later attempt the jump again, doing it a bit differently each time until she figures out a way to get where she wants to go.


Uno Swears She Had Nothing To Do With It!

September 17th 2014 11:20 pm
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Uno is doing well. She's learning how to get around and deal with her balance issues. I however, am not doing so well. I managed to dislocate my left hip Tuesday evening Sept 9. Now although Uno told me to keep it quiet, I'm going to reveal just how I managed to dislocate my hip. Uno for her part, swears she had nothing at all to do with it.

Uno had been hiding on a shelf behind some computers and I wanted to make sure she was okay. When I attempted to reach her, I tripped over something which caused my left leg to go to the right, directly across in front of my right leg. As my left leg went in this direction it wasn't supposed to go, I heard an ominous crack sound and felt a tremendous pain in my left hip. I knew at that moment I'd dislocated it. I called 911 and went to the hospital.

I ended up having to stay in the hospital until Thursday evening. Luckily the doctor was able
to put the hip back in joint with manipulation. My best friend took care of the animals while I was in the hospital. Uno for her part, made sure to stay in her hiding place while my best friend was present.

I have to wear a brace on that leg to keep it straight and keep a wedge between my legs when I'm laying down or sleeping. The cats enjoy the fact I have to spend more time laying on the bed with the brace on and the wedge between my legs. They figured out that three cats will fit on the wedge and four more will fit on me! Uno always assumes her favorite place to lay, right on my chest. When I have to get up, I first have to move an avalanche of kitties MOL.

Hopefully I'll overcome this setback quickly. Destiny lucked out during all this. I was supposed to finally be able to take her back to dog obedience school Tuesday evening, for the first time since my surgery June 27. However, instead of going to dog school, she got to go to my best friend's kennel for a fun mini-vacation while I recuperate.

On a sadder note, Mom added 3 new Angel family member profiles to our Catster family. Uno, ever irrepressible, says they need friends too!

Uno says thank you Catster Diary Person for the DDPs and thank you everyone for reading and enjoying her diary!


Uno Makes Her Point

September 8th 2014 5:57 pm
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Uno's decided she's ready to be released from her crate tonight. When I went to clean her crate, I put her on the bed as I usually do. This time instead of staying there as she usually does, Uno went and climbed a shelf that's behind her crate and proceeded to crawl across some old computers sitting on that shelf until she reached the very back corner of it. Wisely (or aggravatingly for me) she picked a spot to hide where it will be difficult for me to extract her from. There she lay on top of the computer in the back corner, giving me a very self-satisfied look.

I decided to go back to my original task, that of cleaning Uno's crate. Uno has been very busy in her crate. Due to her handiwork, there is no piece of cardboard or paper left in her crate any larger than the size of a dollar bill. Most of the cardboard and paper has been shredded to the approximate size of a fifty-cent piece or smaller. Uno dumped about half of her litter on the floor and mixed it with what remained of the contents of her water dish. Then she stuffed a bunch of the torn paper into her litter pan on top of the litter that remained in there. She also had taken what little remained of the food in her dish and sprinkled it across the top of the mess. When I asked her what she thought she was doing, she told me this was the recipe for her "crate trasher pie."

All things considered, I decided to let Uno have her way and her freedom of the house, provided of course that she's able to get around okay. Judging from her abilities demonstrated in her escape to the corner, I think she most likely is going to exercise good judgment in compensating for her condition. Uno you've made your point...and then some!

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