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It's Cool to be a Cat

Wow, it is hard to believe that it has been this long since I was diagnosed with my illness. The doctors are still trying to get my levels normal and I have also been battling a kidney infection. I am on my third round of antibiotics for that and I am having trouble putting the weight back on. But even though it is coming back slowly I have gained a pound back. I am eating kitten food to help meet that goal. I know that my kidney infection hasn't helped me with that.

I know that mom worries a lot about me. Recently mom gave me the CatAge test which calculates what age kitties are in people years. My test results weren't very good. It said that I was 94.6 years old! That is six years older than I should be. Well, my challenges hurt my results. Because I am underweight and sick, and because I live outside they penalized me but that really wasn't fair because my problems are being addressed.

Well I am hoping that my humans are ready to stay put for a while. They have gone on vacation twice since I have been sick and I have had to stay at the stinky vet. The good news is that I don't get nearly as upset when I go to the vet now. I don't even poop in my carrier anymore. I finally realized that they are actually really nice to me there even though I get really bored being cooped up in those little cages. I am still pretty mad when my humans come to pick me up and take me home but they always tell me that it means a lot to them to know that someone is taking care of me and giving me my medicine when they are gone. And I usually forgive them pretty quickly.

I don't want anyone to worry about me because I am being taken care of. If my time to go comes it comes but my humans are taking care of me and giving me my medicine, they take me to the vet regularly to get my levels checked and we are trying to beat my infection. The goal is to fatten me up and normalize my levels. In the end I am one lucky cat especially to have made it to such an advanced age as an outdoor kitty, and to be so loved by my human family.

Love, Kitty

I'm doing okay

I have been taking my medicine really well. I adore pill pockets so my humans leave me one on the deck three times a day. I am blissfully unaware that there is medicine in my "treats." My appetite has gone down. Instead of five or six little cans of food a day I am down to a more normal level of one or two. Though that is good I have a lot of weight to put back on. That may take much longer than it took me to lose it. Again thanks so much for everyone who has been thinking about me or who have given me get well gifts. It is so nice to know that people care.

Don't Put Me in the Grave Yet!

Okay Mom, you had me really scared. Granted I look really terrible, even I will admit that. I only weighed six pounds at the vet. The vet thinks that I have hyperthyroidism, something that none of us had heard of before. Well, I guess you learn something everyday. Monday we should get definitive blood results. In the meantime everyone is stuffing me silly which is fine by me. Thank you so much to everyone who has been thinking about me and purraying for me it means so much to me and my family. Right now I can tell you I have no intention of going anywhere.