February 12th 2012 7:47 am
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Thank you for the purrs, prayers, comments and rosies.
I got up this morning to drink water from the shower like in my video, but my back legs aren't very strong so I had trouble getting on the tub. I didn't want breakfast even though it was my favorite flavor - beef.
Maintaining my authority is important to me, so I went downstairs to the living room and scratched on my favorite scratcher, even though I don't feel like doing anything. I made sure those other cats saw me do that, so they don't know how sick I am. That sort of backfired because then I puked up all the water I drank. But we cats puke a lot anyway, so they still don't know, and aren't trying to pick on me. Then I went back to my bed. Dad put my breakfast by my bed, and I could tell Oscar wanted to eat it but he hasn't come near it, ha, still King!
We think this is the end stages of my kidney disease, and when I get checked out by a vet tomorrow, I'll almost surely make my journey to the Bridge. Mom will of course check to see if they think it is an infection, like my friend Ashlynne reminded us. But I've been going downhill faster for a couple months, and I don't want to keep going like this. My older brother Daemon had kidney disease too, he fought to hang on more than I'm doing, being the strong-willed Siamese that he was. He kept eating and drinking, and would take medicine in pill pockets to ease his symptoms. I get too stressed out by sub q's or even pills, and even more stressed if I can't patrol the house and maintain my alpha status. So my humans don't want to put me through anything else. I think I can be an angel and still be a Cat King, can't I?
February 11th 2012 7:26 pm
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Hi Catster furriends,
I know we have been away and missed you all lately, mommy has been a very bad mommy and not written for us. For anyone still reading our dairies, please spare a purr for me, and especially my Dad.
I have been on KD food for my kidney disease for a couple years now, and the doc says that's about how long it would extend my life. I've started gradually losing weight lately, and getting old and gimpy sucks. :( I still manage to chase Khaki and boss around those two young upstarts though!
At least until this afternoon. I won't eat or drink, and don't want to leave my bed. My humans are very sad and worried, especially because it is a weekend and I need to see a vet.
If it's my time to go to the Rainbow Bridge, I just wanted to let you all know that I love you all and will miss you. Also that I'll die a King, since not even Oscar has dared to take over while I'm still around.
December 25th 2011 7:52 am
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Eep, eep, furriends!
Can't believe its Catsmas already! A whole year gone by already. Since we haven't posted since the summer, I'll let Khaki tell you about the bigger stuff that's been going on at our house since then.
As for me, I'm a little older and a little slower, but still reigning as King. I now use my kitty steps almost all the time, to get on the bed. I finally decided they're helpful, since I can't jump as high, or see quite as well as I used to. Also, Oscar and Khaki were taking them over and I can't allow that, can I?
Fiona had claimed part of the bedroom as her own, sleeping and playing by mommy's closet door. So mommy got a big, Maine Coon sized bed, and put it on the floor there. Fiona didn't get to use the new kitty bed, because I took it over right away (even though it's big enough for two of me.) I've basically kicked Fiona out of her spot, but when I'm using it she gets up on the humans bed! Normally I'd chase her off, but that new kitty bed is so darn comfy, I can't make myself get up. Oh, the woes of a Cat King!
At least I got to chew on some presents this year. One's missing a bow, but I'm not telling where I hid it!
Purrs & love,