One year

It is one year today since my Chester went to the Rainbow Bridge, and I still miss him a lot...We'd been through so much him and I, and he was always there for me, through all the ups and downs of our nearly 15 years together. He was a unique 'little man'!

Farewell my "little man in fur suit"

Chester passed away in my arms on Sunday April 29, around 11:00 pm. He was almost 15 years old. I miss him terribly...

It's my 14th Birthday!

Well, today is my 14th birthday, and I feel pretty good. My diabetes is under control, and I haven't walked funny (on account of the neuropathy induced by the diabetes) in ages. I still get insulin injections twice daily, but I don't mind them at all. My mom says I'm so good!
We have a new window seat in our home, and I enjoy curling up on the big cushion on sunny afternoons for a bit of sunbathing! I also like the view of the street action it affords me from the front bay windows. Other than that, I still like to have daily naps on the guest bed or on one of the armchairs in the living room, and in the evening, I usually cuddle up with my mom to watch TV or a movie.

I'm in mourning

I'm mourning the loss of one of my canine brothers, Stanley, who went to the Rainbow Bridge this morning.

Bad news

I'm sorry to start my diary on a negative note, but here it is: I was diagnosed with diabetes a few days ago. So I now need to have insulin injections twice a day and be tested periodically at home to assess my glucose level (this involves getting my ear pricked for a bit of blood to insert in the monitoring device: my mom hates doing this to me as much as I hate having it done! The first time she did it, I swear she cried for a while afterwards for having had to hurt me; you see, she's very sensitive, especially when it comes to animal suffering, that's why she's vegan). Anyway, apparently diabetes is sometimes reversible in cats, so my mom and I are both very much hoping that this will happen to me! She feels a bit overwhelmed right now, caring for two chronically ill animal companions: my canine brother Stanley has degenerative myelopathy, a neurological disease. The weird thing is that I now have a neurological problem too, in my hind legs, caused by the diabetes. The vet calls it a neuropathy, so I've been walk ing funny since 3 days. We're hoping this condition might reverse as well, or at least improve, if we get the diabetes under control.