Between worlds: observations of a semi-feral boy

So much nooz ...

This has been a crazy busy week fur me!

First of all, as I wrote in Fabulous Ferals on Monday:

"I just got back from spending 2 of the past 3 weeks at what the house cats call the "Spa". Mama and Daddy were in Noo York State, and then Kanada, and THEN an island called Bahahahamas, so I got to go to the Spa with the other cats 'coz of my recent UTI. The Spa is a lot like the Hospital, but without the being sick part, and with more play time. I did finish up all my shots while I was there though.

When Mama and Daddy picked us up, the Spa receptionist told them I was "loving" and "gentle". Mama was so proud of me!

But she really saw what that receptionist meant this morning, because we were in the back yard, and I wanted to be with Mama on the pickanick bench, and Lady was sitting there too. So I went up to Lady just to sniff her and say "Hi!", and she swatted me! Can you imagine?

But what really shocked Mama is I just blinked, backed off a step, and found a nice cozy place to sit on Mama's lap. I didn't even swat back, much less chase that Lady away. I didn't even TRY!

I hope I'm not turning into as big a wuss as Leo!"

Well, what I didn't include in that exciting message, because Mama wasn't sure at the time, was that I was developing ANOTHER UTI. No fun! So I was back at the Hospital on Monday night. I was a good boy there again, except I didn't want to pee because they didn't put any litter in my tray! Isn't that ridiculous? As if I want to get my toes wet! I like the people there, but sometimes I think they're a little dopey.

Well, they finally got a sample from me overnight Tuesday/Wednesday, because I was so full I just had to let it out, wet toes or no wet toes. So now they're trying to grow whatever germs are in it, to see what they are. They gave me another bath on Wednesday, and then I came home with a different antibiotic to take for the next few weeks, which means yummy snacks twice a day - YAY!

Meanwhile, Thomas wrote me a purr request on Olde Furts, and his friend Scootie gave me and Mama some good advice about supplements since this UTI business seems to be a big issue with me lately.

The vet also said that the recurrent blistery sores on my mouth are Eosinophilic Granuloma Complex, so that's ANOTHER thing Mama has to look after. Apparently it's usually a result of flea allergy, so I have to stay very very clean from now on. No bugs on me! But the vet said to be glad I just have the sores and not the mouth ulcers, because they're worse.

It's a lot cooler now, so Mama's spending more time with me on my Porch. I've been sleeping on her lap, which feels furry nice. She sits on the big round chair and I flop right down on her, paws in the air, and purr purr purr until I'm asleep. (She says then I snore snore snore. What? I do NOT!)

But the really big news is, yesterday she let me come IN the House, when Leo and Lady and Thomas were outside! I explored and helped her "fold laundry", which meant I sat on a big soft flat surface upstairs and watched her play with cloths. That was nice. Then I checked out the basement, and sat with her on the rocking chair for awhile.

She let me inside this morning too, and I chased Leo and Pixie a little bit, but she shut them behind doors quickly so I couldn't beat them up. No fun! Then I found a really great-smelling thing on the wall in the Big Downstairs Room, so I scratched it and scratched it and scratched it and had the best time! And then she gave me a sock filled with the same great smell, and I rubbed it all over me!

That great smell made me feel pretty goofy and sleepy, so then I took a nice long nap on my bed on my Porch. But I do like going Inside! Mama says it is clear to her that I was feral by circumstance, but not at all by temperament. She also tells me she loves me.

Life is good right now, even with a UTI!