I was away for two nights. My cats are glad I’m back.
Category Archives: Home cats
And the home cats approve.
Gorgon got a home Saturday. He was getting a little less desperate when left alone, but now he has his own people.
The kittens all got new homes Thursday and Friday. My homie cats apprciate the extra lap time.
Over 24 hours since the last barf. Fortiflora or time worked their magic on the kittens. This weekend, the go to a different foster, as I will be away Monday-Friday. Their manners are excellent now. Sometimes they even bury their litterbox business. I hope to get them back when I return. In another few weeks though, they’ll have their neutering and probably will be adopted quickly.
Nora did pass on. I’ve never had a cat that strong die at home before. She had problems with major organs but was otherwise in good shape, and not yet 12 years old. She had an odd upbringing. My mom adopted her before we realized my mom had started down the Alzheimer’s path. She named the cat “Blackie” after her previous cat, and expected her to act like a dog–to eat on command and such. She was able to keep the cat a while at assisted living, but was getting very odd about feeding: adding water to kibble that then sat around, bringing her bacon instead of feeding her cat food. Still, I hated to take away her cat. When Nora became “the cats that came with this place”, I did take her to my house and renamed her. She was very shy around people but then learned that even total strangers would brush her. She would lead them to the stand where I kept the brushes, I’d translate for Nora, and generally, the person would brush and Nora would be blissful.
Everyone is washing and washing after having a bit of fresh boiled chicken with the broth. They are very impressed. They had their second vaccinations and clean results on worm and panleukopenia tests. We’re trying fortiflora to see if that improves digestion. And fresh chicken.
The reason for the chicken is less fun. Our home cat, Nora, is fading fast and is only drinking water. I thought broth might bring back memories of better times, but she seems to be in her own world. She had subcutaneous fluids and some anti-nausea medication yesterday. Tomorrow she may have tests or painkilllers or release. Being brushed was her biggest joy in life, and she seems not to notice it now.
The weight gain is still iffy so I had Bob pick up some chicken legs and thighs and 5 out of 6 kittens think chicken and broth is AMAZING and WONDERFUL. The smallest, Merritt, is not too thrilled. Tahoe finally bites instead of just sucking in food, if it is chicken.
The chicken is also a treat for homecat Nora, who has been losing weight and just had a lot of tests. We’ll also be trying some steroids on her.
Smudge is in town. He has supervised run of downstairs, to allow the home cats some peace. But he needed some washing up after an explosive poo incident, so we took him to the utility sink. Afterwards, I let him visit his old room. He still enjoys the toys. Nora supervised most of the time, and was even brave enough to touch noses, but she really didn’t approve.
Smudge’s litter was the tiny G’s; he’s almost as big as Nora now.