Spiral Kites in my Pee!

Well, mom and Dr Dawn told me a new one today. She says I have spiral kites in my pee! What???!!! How can that be?

I *have* been feeling really poorly for the past week. Mom and dad had to take me to the v-e-t 3 (yes 3) times this week. First I went to some ER place, because I was so dehydrated and it was the weekend. The doctor there thought maybe I had Pan-Creek-Itis, or that maybe I had swallowed something. I got poked with needles in all kinds of places.

The next day I saw Dr Dawn and she poked me more. She sent me back to the first place to get a haircut and a deep tissue massage on my belly. The doctor there said that the massage pictures showed I don't have anything in my belly that isn't supposed to be there and I also don't have Pan-Creek-Itis. The interesting thing was that my liver glowed like a ghost on the pictures. They said that can be called Hep-Attic Lip-osis, and that I could turn yellow, like a banana! :O

So, mom and dad have been giving me this water-food several times I day. They squirt it into my mouth and it is so humiliating. They are gonna do that so I don't turn yellow. Don't they know I am a brown tabby, not a yellow tabby?!

Today I went back to Dr Dawn and she poked me in more places. Geez. Then she showed papers to my mom showing my BUNs are high and so is my cree-atin. Seriously? I thought my buns were fine! Is this bad for them to be high? Dr Dawn says it is and that I have cute kidney failure. I am not sure how my kidneys might be cute, but whatever. She said the water-food is helping my liver though, so we are supposed to continue that. (Great.) BUT, Dr Dawn was excited that she may know what is wrong with me! She says I have spiral kites in my pee! She said this is very unusual (I know I am pretty special already), but she thinks she might be able to fix me up with the right medications! Hooray!!!

Oh, mom wants to type now *hands keyboard over*

Daisy Mae's mom here:
Daisy Mae has been very sick. She wasn't eating or drinking or doing anything. The ER vet thought she might have pancreatitis or a foreign object in her system. Those turned out negative after an ultrasound. She was started on an antibiotic, syringe feedings, and subq fluids. Upon recheck, she is now in acute renal failure and has a serious bacterial infection in her kidneys. She has spirokytes in her urine, which could mean an unusual disease called leptospirosis. She is on a new antibiotic now and we are purring hard for this to work for her. Your purrs would be greatly appreciated.

Is Mom ever coming home?

*depressed sigh*

Mom has been gone forever. I don't like it one bit. Is she ever coming home? *eyes well with tears* I sure do miss her. Every evening when dad comes home, I think it is Mom and I jump down off the bed and run to the door, waiting for mom...but it's just dad. Not that I don't love dad...but he isn't mom. I just keep laying in Mom's spot on the bed - it smells like her.

*sigh*

You don't think she has left me for good do you? I am a good girl - I keep my white's very white, and cover my poopies in the box. I do tend to pee in just the one corner of the box though - and Mom has to fight it to get it out. You don't think that's the reason she left, do you?

I keep her warm at night, and snuggle real good. I make sure she does a good job getting clean every morning, and even give her a good hand bath every night when she is trying to sleep.

She has been gone a whole 7 days! It feels like forever. Dad said she gets to come home on Sunday. I hope so - maybe I should throw her a welcome home party!!!

Midnight Conversation with Mommy

Mommy and i had a good talk last night. It went a little something like this.

D = Daisy
M = Mommy

*about 1230 am*

D: Mommy?
M: Yes, Daisy.
D: Mom? Are you going somewhere? I saw the suitcase.
M: Yes, honey. I am going to Las Vegas and Utah for a week.
D: Mom? Why are you going?
M: Mommy has a conference to go to and Grandma is meeting me there. Mommy is also going to see the kitties at Best Friends Animal Sanctuary.
D: Oh....Mom? I love you.
M: I love you too, Daisy. Now I need to get some sleep.

*15 minutes later*

D: Mom?
M: Yes, Daisy.
D: Mom? Will you miss me while you are gone?
M: Yes, honey. I will miss you terribly.
D: Mom? You won't sleep with any other kitties while you are away, will you?
M: No, honey. You are the only kitty that I sleep with.
D: OK. I'll miss you, Mom.
M: I will miss you too, Daisy. Now go to sleep. I still have to go to work tomorrow morning.

*20 minutes later

D: Mom?
M: *sigh* Yes, Daisy.
D: I like laying up against your tummy and side at nighttime, Mommy.
M: I like it when you do that too Daisy. It helps Mommy relax.
D: You know why I like it, Mom?
M: No idea Daisy.
D: Because I can hear your heart beat and I know that your heart loves me.
M: You're right it does, honey. Good night Daisy. I love you.

*Mommy pulls me closer, right up to her heart and we go to sleep. I sure will miss Mommy while she is gone*

Tag!

Goodness! My first game of tag! I was tagged by my equally ornery friend across the Pond, Lulu. Thanks Lulu.

The tag questions are:

Name four jobs that you've had.
1. I am currently working as a Q-tip inspector. I inspect every 15th Q-tip that processes through Mommy's hands for quality, durability, and chewiness.
2. I have worked as a cosmetics sales person. My strength lies in makeup brushes and mascara tubes. I never did foundation.
3. Wardrobe selector. I randomly choose blouses, sweaters, and tops by pulling on them until they fall onto the floor from their hanger perched above. If the item does not drop, it is therefore inferior and is not selected for display on that particular day.
4. Janitorial staff. I routinely inspect litter boxes and "flush" those boxes needing appropriate sanitary cleansing. The boys sometimes forget to flush *rolls eyes*

Four places you have lived.
1. On the wild, mean streets of Las Cruces, New Mexico.
2. At the Dona Ana County Humane Society for 1 week. It could have been curtains for me.
3. At Mommy's/Daddy's house.
4. Sequestered in Mommy's bedroom, safe from the evil that are my brothers.

Four places where you have been.
1. To New Mexico State University. I received my PhD in Animal Science, Felineology, minoring in food science. This was before I was arrested for vagrancy and transported to the Humane Society.
2. To the V-E-T Dr. Nancy. She's pretty cool. She fixed my poop problem.
3. My poop has been to Albuquerque, NM and Minnesotta! Thank you parasites and worms! (Did they forget to send a postcard???)
4. My home!

Four places you'd rather be.
1. Getting a full body massage from a hunky Danish Cat named Hans....I haven't met him yet, just really want that massage.
2. On a world cruise...with only mice as staff. Yummy!
3. Taking a tour of Australia from the pouch of a big kangaroo.
4. Sleeping in a vacuum (not one that cleans the floors, wrong type of vacuum).

I would love my pals to do this one....
1. Tally.
2. My new sister Daria.
3. Lulu's brother Rustle.
4. My date BJ.

Leaving Easter presents for Mommy!

Last night about 1230am Mommy finally crawled into bed. I had been waiting for her, you see. I had a SPECIAL treat waiting for mom...

She crawled into bed and got all comfy. She was almost asleep when she rolled over and found her Easter present! Yep! A nice big pile of vomit right in the middle of the bed! I had taken the comforter and covered it up so she didn't know it was there! Mommy said all kinds of words that made me blush. She went to take the dirty sheets off the bed and I had to help of course. Whichever corner she went to, I went and laid on it so she couldn't get the sheets up. (15 pounds is pretty substantial to hold the sheets down.) More blushing ensued. Eventually she got the sheets changed and got back in bed.

I think she was pretty happy with her Easter present. I can't wait til next Easter!

Call the Plumber!

If only I had a video camera....

Mom and Dad decided to move the big bed and clean underneath. Somehow, no idea how, that turned into repairing the bathroom toilet that was leaking miniscule amounts of water around the knob underneath.

Let's just say that neither one of them are plumbers. I supervised this doomed project from the inside of the bathtub, strategically sticking my head out from under the curtain. What I kept seeing was so pathetic, I had to slink back under and regroup.

After several mishaps, which included cracking the tank which is supposed to hold water IN, they are planning a trip tomorrow to a non-plumber DIY superstore. I am sure the geniuses will come back well equipped to tackle any project in the house that needs worsened.

*Sigh*

Anycat have the phone number for a good plumber?