Treats

I have never liked kitty treats, until Lilac arrived, and mom started giving her treats. Mac always got treats and I totally ignored them. Now, Lilac gets treats and I have decided I totally love kitty treats. Is this flower cat having an influence on this blue-eyed devil?

I am NOT sick

The vet says all I have is a GI infection. Mom says I scared the crap out of her. yesterday afternoon, I threw up, no big deal, right??? Then later, I became real lethargic and I growled everytime mom came near me. Mom was so worried, she called our Vet Teaching Hospital and the very nice on-call vet, said to watch me overnight. This morning, when mom got up, she called me and I came and started purring immediately, and glopped down on my side next to her. The attending vet examined me, and yes I was running a temperature. The vet wanted to know if I could have fallen, NO WAY, I don't climb anymore. The vet game me an antibiotic shot and a B-12 shot and I am feeling much better. I am sleeping, because I have had 2 shots and had my temperature taken.

Apple loves applesauce

I have a nickname, Apple, given to me by Merlin's creatures, Abby and Scooter. I even went to a Halloween Party dressed as an apple, guess what? This applehead loves applesauce.

What is a dingbat???

Mom called me a dingbat, can somecat tell me what a dingbat is? She was going into the kitchen, and I, of course, was under her feet, and she called me a dingbat. Is a dingbat a bad thing? Is it better or worse than you silly cat???? Why can't mom just speak my language, Southern Siamese, and I could understand everything she said???

I attacked the rain

It has been raining cats and dogs (and don't step in the poodle), for a couple of days. Yesterday, when it started AGAIN, I was sleeping on the sofa. All of a sudden, I woke up, my ears started moving, and I ran to the closest window, and jumped in the cat bed and started looking like I had heard something. I started meowing at the window and looking and looking. Mom couldn't figure out what I saw or heard, then she saw the rain hitting the window, and asked me if I was meowing at the rain??? NO, I said, I was attacking the rain, telling it to go AWAY and stay AWAY for at least a few days.

HISS

You can teach an old cat new tricks. I learned to hiss at my brother, it has only taken me 9.5 years. We were playing our usual game of Mac chasing me. Sometimes Mac catches me and I meow. This is our usual game. If I meow to much, mom tells me to get in bed with her and we watch television. Well, last night, she told me to get in bed with her and then she heard this hissing. She looked down to fuss at Mac and she saw me, half under the bed, and I was hissing at Mac and he was just laughing at me. Well, Mac laughing at me, made me mad, so I hissed MORE and LOUDER. At least, I have learned how to hiss, it didn't work, I came out from under the bed, and the chase was on. So, I jumped up on the bed, and watched the Olympics with mom.

My dad saved my life

I thought this diary entry had already been posted, but I guess Catster ate it. They have been eating a lot of my posts.

Mom has been working a lot in the Floral Department because Valentines Day is coming. I have lost some weight and mom noticed my collar was too loose, but never had tightened it. Evidently dad come by and I had my paw caught in my collar, and I was chewing on my collar to try to get loose. Dad said I was rattled, and he picked me up, (I scratched and bit him), and he took my collar off, and held me for a moment. He then went to mom's work, and told her about it. She started crying and flew into his arms and was thanking him for saving my life (mom can be a bit melodramatic). I am doing well, and mom came home apologizing for being a bad kitty mom and threw the stupid collar in the trash.

Update on me

I have had my first dose of my hyperthyroidism medicine. The medicine comes in syringes and mom has to measure it and put it on her gloved finger and rub it in the hairless part of my ear. She has to rub my ear for at least 30 seconds and since I like my ears rubbed, I didn't mind my first dose. The very nice pharmacist took the time to talk to mom and explain how it works, why it works, and even gave mom some gloves to use. The pharmacist said I should start to feel better and eat more and even put on some of my weight. I will have to be tested monthly for a couple of months to make sure my thyroid levels out, and doesn't begin to harm my kidneys or my liver. Hopefully, once my thyroid gets back on track, I can go to only one dose of medicine, daily. We are waiting to make sure I don't have any side effects.

Thanks for all the purrs, thoughts, pmails, and rosies. Keep the purrs going. I love you all.

Update on me- thryoid issues

I am looking better, my fever has broken, and I am eating a bit and drinking. I am up and walking around. I am not playing, yet. The vet just called and my thryroid is way out of whack. My thyroid is suppose to be in the range of 1-4 and mine is 14.7. Not only is my thyroid out of whack, it is forcing my heart to pump way to much and way to hard and also has elevated my blood pressure and is probably why I had the episode with the open-mouth breathing at the vet yesterday. There are several options, mom has picked up something called a prescription and has to go to a compounding pharmacy and they are going to make a topical ointment to be placed on the inside of my ear, twice daily. Hopefully this will lower my thyroid to 6-7, lower my blood pressure, my heart rate, but not hurt my kidneys, which if you lower your thyroid to low, to fast, it can cause kidney problems. This is suppose to be an old cats disease and I am NOT old. The vet says with this illness, cats usually live 3-5 years, so I won't make being an old cat. I have a vet re-check in a month to check the dosage and my vitals.

Once the prescription takes hold, I should start to gain weight and feel lots better.

Mom has canceled my teeth cleaning, because the surgery could put undue stress on me.

Thanks for all the purrs and please keep purring for me.

PLEASE PURR FOR ME, I AM SICK

Please purr for me, the vet isn't sure what is wrong. I have an infection, and am not eating, drinking, or using the litter box. Mom rushed me to the vet, this morning. I have lost a pound of weight in a week. My annual appointment was last Thursday. The on call vet pulled my broken tooth. I am running a temperature. The vet took my blood and my urine and is going to run them. The tests should be back in the am tomorrow. Mom is so worried. When the vet took my blood and urine, I started open-mouth breathing, and had to have oxygen. The vet gave me an antibiotic shot. I am home and mom is watching me. Please purr for both of us.