Likes: Licking muffin wrappers, romping in the garden, cuddles
Pet-Peeves: gardeners, vacuum cleaner, closed doors, when my humans are not paying 100% attention to me
Favorite Toy: catnip mice
Favorite Nap Spot: In all the clean laundry and on any human's lap
Favorite Food: Friskies
Skills: I am a great hunter (rodents mostly) and I wake up every morning at 5am on the dot
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: I used to live next door, however I started to spend most of my days with these kind people. They started to feed me a little dry food in the morning, which then led to some wet food at dinner and pretty soon I was spending the night with them! When my owners moved away, they let these kind humans keep me because they found me irresitible and became very attached to me. Who can blame them? I'm the sweetest guy on the cul-de-sac.
Bio: After my first owners moved away, a new family with their own outdoor cat moved in next door. This cat (with a sissy bell on his collar) tried to claim the cul-de-sac for his very own. Suddenly, I found myself in solotary confinement for 2 weeks even though I had done nothing wrong (except try and stand my ground in the cul-de-sac). My poor humans had no idea where I went. Fearing the worst, they finally went to the SPCA and found that I had been dropped off by the new neighbors. I used my survival skills, learned on the roughest parts of the cul-de-sac, to avoid adoption. I strategically picked up a kennel cough and subsequently had to be placed in the sick-ward for a week before my humans found me, purring away. The meanie neighbors denied trapping and bringing me to the kitty-incarceration (even though their name and address were on the drop-off information sheet). I now roam freely in the backyard with full permission to hiss and snarl at the neighbor's cat. My humans have a fully-loaded Super Soaker handy at all times to keep the other cat off my turf. I also have this fancy "chip" in my neck now, just in-case the meanies decide to try and lock me up again.
Hello faithful friends and readers of my boring diary,
So, I thought I should update my entry since I am doing MUCH better!!! Can you believe it??? The vet was RIGHT! Each day I get a little bit better. This time last week I wasn't jumping on the bed or on the couch or on my tower but now I can jump on all 3 and I'm not limping like I was before. I am eating and sleeping like normal. ALTHOUGH, the vet at the ER told my humans that I am overweight and need to be on a diet! So now the humans think they should be regulating my food intake a little more and I don't have as much to eat. I do NOT like this. I used to have an endless dish of dry food out all day, but now they only give me a little teensy tiny bit of dry food (enough to feed a mouse) and only give me more after they discuss whether I should be eating. GEEEEZ people. What's the big deal???
SO, aside from the lack of food around here (and no more muffin wrappers either! Good thing Baby Amy still drops a lot of food off her highchair. I got GOOD turkey lickies after lunch today!) I am doing really well.
My humans and I can not thank all of you wonderful kitties enough, for all the amazing pmails and rosettes and words of support. My mommy and daddy really thought my number was up, but this just goes to show that it's not over until the fat kitty (aka, ME!) sings! I will try and keep you all posted as the weeks go on.
Thank you so much for all your support and well-wishes. It means so much to me and to my family. It's so hard to go through hard and uncertain times without the support of kitties and humans who know what it's like. So a million purrrrrrrrrs!!!
At this point, I think it's all good news, amazingly enough. The vet went down a laundry list of HORRIBLE diseases that I could have: Kitty AIDS, Leukemia, Lymphoma, Meningitis, and Cancer in a variety of places (heart, spine, lungs....) or a blood clot. So, Mommy left me for tests this morning (she was SO upset. The vet was not optimistic). The vet called after the blood test - no AIDS or Leukemia! Phew. Next was the chest xray to see about cancerous tumors in my heart and lungs. After a few hours, the vet called to say my heart is PERFECT (awwwww, just in time for Valentine's Day for my Valentine Pandi!) and there is absolutely no sign of disease or cancer. Next step was a Cat Scan of the heart, to make sure the muscle walls were not inflamed which could cause a blood clot which could have traveled to the spine to have caused a neurological issue. Again, the Cat Scan was PERFECT! SO.........at this point, since I am the picture of good health, besides the lack of movement in my rear leg, the vet said to keep me on the anti-inflammatories and in 3 weeks the damaged nerve should heal itself (unless there is a mass preventing it from doing so....) and I should be back to normal. If not, I should go back in to potentially have an MRI of my spine, but that would be a bad sign :( We're hoping the next few weeks brings a full-recovery!
I am still at the vet - Mommy and Daddy will be going to pick me up any minute now and I will try and write later, once I am home and snuggled on Daddy's lap. Mommy and Daddy can't WAIT to see me and give me tons of hugs and kisses. Ohhhhhh, maybe they'll even open a can of tuna for dinner.....hee hee, we can all dream right?
Thank you all for your amazing support and well-wishes. I know it helped me and my humans get through this really tough day. We thank each and every one of you from the bottom of our (healthy!!!!) hearts.
First of all, THANK you to all you wonderful kitties for your "Power of the Paw" rosies, and purrrrrrrrrs, and kisses, and for thinking of me as they try and figure out what's going on with my leg.
Well, last night was a better night. I slept with Mommy and Daddy ALL night, although I wouldn't jump up on the bed like normal. But I cuddled and slept and was less anxious than the previous night. But this morning, it seemed like my limp was worse. I am eating like normal, using the box, purrrrring and very happy. But I'm just not as spunky. What worries my humans the most is that a week ago, they didn't even notice anything was wrong. And now, I am like a different kitty. I go to my vet tomorrow - hopefully he'll have a better idea of what's going on. Mommy just called the ER vet to give an update and the ditsy nurse said the vet would call back if he was concerned by what Mommy told the nurse. How generous!! Grrrrrr.
Anyway, that is my update. Not very exciting, but I can hear all your purrrrrrrrrrrs for me and thank you each and every kitty for thinking of me and my humans. I will let you know how the appt goes tomorrow morning. Until then, I need to snooze on Daddy a bit.