Abigail
In my new home.
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Friday, March 21, 2014
March 17,2014
The weather has been quite nice the last few days. All of us have been outside off and on. Shaggy, being a Maine Coon, liked the snow. I guess it's because he has a super long coat and snow shoes. Mum says he won;t get his full size until he's 4 years old. His 6 inch whiskers and big paws means he'll have to grown a lot to get his body in proportion.
We are soooooooo worried about Hammond. He is just skin and bones (really). He has a pot belly and trouble walking.He eats constantly. He does not have worms. He tests neg for diabetes, HIV, anemia, and fel leuk. Dr Phil says he doesn't have cancer. He eats ALL the time. Doc says he has kidney infections and kidney disease. She gives him some special food but he eats any and every thing he wants. She gives him vitamins and antibiotics. He usually pees and poops on a special rug but also will go out in the garage to the cat box, or even outside when it's warm. The worst thing is he has seizures. The first one he had we all thought he was choking. He wasn't crying out. Mum stuck her finger in his mouth. Mum was seriously bit to the finger bone. She then wrapped a towel over him. It stopped.
The next one was a few days later so Mum didn't put her finger in his mouth. He did scream out. She used a towel and it sopped. Then a few days later it happened again, but he was screaming. It didn't last long. The very worst was Tuesday. He screamed, ran out the cat door and kept convulsing and screaming. Many of us ran to see what was the matter. but we didn't get close. Mum tried the towel and the terror finally stopped. He's OK today.
Doc thinks it's connected to the kidney disease. Mum talked to someone last night who had a Corgi dog that was the same. The woman said the seizure doesn't have pain. It's involuntary. The seizure didn't kill her dog but the dog died of kidney failure.
The weather has been quite nice the last few days. All of us have been outside off and on. Shaggy, being a Maine Coon, liked the snow. I guess it's because he has a super long coat and snow shoes. Mum says he won;t get his full size until he's 4 years old. His 6 inch whiskers and big paws means he'll have to grown a lot to get his body in proportion.
We are soooooooo worried about Hammond. He is just skin and bones (really). He has a pot belly and trouble walking.He eats constantly. He does not have worms. He tests neg for diabetes, HIV, anemia, and fel leuk. Dr Phil says he doesn't have cancer. He eats ALL the time. Doc says he has kidney infections and kidney disease. She gives him some special food but he eats any and every thing he wants. She gives him vitamins and antibiotics. He usually pees and poops on a special rug but also will go out in the garage to the cat box, or even outside when it's warm. The worst thing is he has seizures. The first one he had we all thought he was choking. He wasn't crying out. Mum stuck her finger in his mouth. Mum was seriously bit to the finger bone. She then wrapped a towel over him. It stopped.
The next one was a few days later so Mum didn't put her finger in his mouth. He did scream out. She used a towel and it sopped. Then a few days later it happened again, but he was screaming. It didn't last long. The very worst was Tuesday. He screamed, ran out the cat door and kept convulsing and screaming. Many of us ran to see what was the matter. but we didn't get close. Mum tried the towel and the terror finally stopped. He's OK today.
Doc thinks it's connected to the kidney disease. Mum talked to someone last night who had a Corgi dog that was the same. The woman said the seizure doesn't have pain. It's involuntary. The seizure didn't kill her dog but the dog died of kidney failure.
Friday, March 14, 2014
March 14, 2014
I have been very derelict in writing. I can explain. Life here has been both extremely happy and extremely sad. I'll try to go month or so by month.
In the summer of 2012 Shaggy came to visit and then to stay. He is a Maine Coon. His whiskers are 6 inches long. He looks just like Rascal, the bookstore cat. He was still here in November. Victoria went ballistic because she said we had too many cats. She says what will she do if something happened to Mum and Dad. Dad said he'd take care of the situation and give the house to all of us cats and some money to take care of us. So Mum gave Shaggy to Dr. Orem's son who lives in an apartment in Pittsburgh. That was very late Saturday night after Thanksgiving. Mum put him in a cardboard carrier. On Sunday, Diana, her best friend, Dr. Orem's wife, said he sprayed the box in the car. Mum thought he was spayed and declawed because he had so much fur she couldn't see anything. She says now that his paws are called snowshoes. Anyway Doc neutered him and let him outside. Mum called Monday morning to check on him and he was missing, She was sooooo upset and even mad at our friend, Dr. Orem. She searched all over for him, put up posters, and went door to door. The vet lives over 2 mile from us in the country. She searched for him like she did for me when I was up the tree. She was in tears. On Wednesday morning he came home like Mum says "over the river and through the woods". They won't give him to anyone. He lives with us no matter what my human sister says. We can't give him to someone else because Mum says he has a rare homing instinct. Not all cats and dogs have that asset. There have been stories and movies about some cats and dogs who traveled many miles and even years to return to their homes.
Mum's life became very sad from then on.
Mum's very best friend was Diana Orem. She talked to her or was with her every day for over 10 years.She became quite ill in 2009. She refused to go to the doctor because she thought it was the flu or gall bladder until the summer of 2010. By that time she did she was nearly dead. Liquid had closed one of her lungs and gallons of water was drained from her chest and stomach. The diagnosis was Hepatitis C, a disease that kills the liver and is caused by tainted blood.
I will continue this tomorrow. I promise! It's too late and I need to make Mum go to bed. She's not been well. The weather has her bi-polar condition out of control!
I have been very derelict in writing. I can explain. Life here has been both extremely happy and extremely sad. I'll try to go month or so by month.
In the summer of 2012 Shaggy came to visit and then to stay. He is a Maine Coon. His whiskers are 6 inches long. He looks just like Rascal, the bookstore cat. He was still here in November. Victoria went ballistic because she said we had too many cats. She says what will she do if something happened to Mum and Dad. Dad said he'd take care of the situation and give the house to all of us cats and some money to take care of us. So Mum gave Shaggy to Dr. Orem's son who lives in an apartment in Pittsburgh. That was very late Saturday night after Thanksgiving. Mum put him in a cardboard carrier. On Sunday, Diana, her best friend, Dr. Orem's wife, said he sprayed the box in the car. Mum thought he was spayed and declawed because he had so much fur she couldn't see anything. She says now that his paws are called snowshoes. Anyway Doc neutered him and let him outside. Mum called Monday morning to check on him and he was missing, She was sooooo upset and even mad at our friend, Dr. Orem. She searched all over for him, put up posters, and went door to door. The vet lives over 2 mile from us in the country. She searched for him like she did for me when I was up the tree. She was in tears. On Wednesday morning he came home like Mum says "over the river and through the woods". They won't give him to anyone. He lives with us no matter what my human sister says. We can't give him to someone else because Mum says he has a rare homing instinct. Not all cats and dogs have that asset. There have been stories and movies about some cats and dogs who traveled many miles and even years to return to their homes.
Mum's life became very sad from then on.
Mum's very best friend was Diana Orem. She talked to her or was with her every day for over 10 years.She became quite ill in 2009. She refused to go to the doctor because she thought it was the flu or gall bladder until the summer of 2010. By that time she did she was nearly dead. Liquid had closed one of her lungs and gallons of water was drained from her chest and stomach. The diagnosis was Hepatitis C, a disease that kills the liver and is caused by tainted blood.
I will continue this tomorrow. I promise! It's too late and I need to make Mum go to bed. She's not been well. The weather has her bi-polar condition out of control!
Sunday, March 9, 2014
I can't believe it's been so long since I've written. So much has happened in this house and with the cats and the human family.
I shall try to catch it all up. Not sure if I really filled everyone in with importance of Mum's trip to Destine, FL. Mum flew down to put her father's, mother's, their marvelous cat, Kiska's ashes in the Gulf of Mexico. That's what the wanted. (Mum's and Dad's kits, dogs, and other pets are buried in our garden. We even have a tombstone. Mum and Dad havn't been able to chisel all the names on the stone, but do keep records and will when they can. some of our neighbors and friends are buried there too. some of the family are buried across the street at the old house: Dagmar, Samantha, Zachariah be Ezra, Maya, Jonathan's ferret, Lasagna, Attila, and some other dear ones. All are missed.
Going back to the Gulf..... Uncle Steve, Aunt Becky, and Mum gave the ashes to the Sea, and the Sea gave them fish. And what fish!
I will continue later. The time changed here and I must put Mum to sleep
I shall try to catch it all up. Not sure if I really filled everyone in with importance of Mum's trip to Destine, FL. Mum flew down to put her father's, mother's, their marvelous cat, Kiska's ashes in the Gulf of Mexico. That's what the wanted. (Mum's and Dad's kits, dogs, and other pets are buried in our garden. We even have a tombstone. Mum and Dad havn't been able to chisel all the names on the stone, but do keep records and will when they can. some of our neighbors and friends are buried there too. some of the family are buried across the street at the old house: Dagmar, Samantha, Zachariah be Ezra, Maya, Jonathan's ferret, Lasagna, Attila, and some other dear ones. All are missed.
Going back to the Gulf..... Uncle Steve, Aunt Becky, and Mum gave the ashes to the Sea, and the Sea gave them fish. And what fish!
I will continue later. The time changed here and I must put Mum to sleep
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