I Had the Best Time EVER!

 Kitties!  I was invited to be on the Cheer Team at Two Spoiled Cats this morning.  And afterward, the girls took me to The Grumpy Cat Cafe and we had the most fun!  They know I am a bit not used to the real world out there so they were careful to keep me safe. They were told to make sure I didn't fall for the Biker Dude mancats too.  I was even talked out of my usual Shirley Temple when we got to The Grumpy Cat Bar and Grill  and had BEER with the girls!  They blew the foam into my face but I laffed and did that right back.

I loved training for the Cheer Team and then, getting to cheer.  LOOK! I felt so grown up!  Mom treats me like a toddler, not a grown Ladycat; but with the girls...I came out into the world just like them.  I learned a few meows that I didn't used to know, though.  *wink wink nod nod*

I'm coming back to the Girls for the reveal  of  the Mystery Picture tomorrow ! 

But then...

 Kitties!  Mom and I do have a problem though.  

My anxiety and fear got totally out of hand when the blood test came... to a degree not seen before.  This time, I went all out.  Mom felt terrible for me.  I could describe how it was for me, but I'll spare you.  (yes, it was that bad).

I am speaking frankly to you, Kitties...

 MOm is extremely disturbed at my fear.  The Vets are ALL as good to me as a pot of gold and so are the techs- AND mom was right there.   I had 200 mg of Gabapentin in me.  When I tried walking to the door I wobbled badly so, that showed that it did work.  But my fear was out of the normal. 

Not sure what to do from now on.  

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Oh Kitties! Kitty Moms and Dads!

 Guess what?  My Dr. from clinic/hospital called mom early in this afternoon; and when mom said "hello" she could tell by the joy in the Dr.'s voice that it was good news.  

My bloods that were stolen came out as completely normal in every respect!  Mom and I are so grateful to hear that.  We aren't sure why, as the last three years showed me "borderline" in kidney and thyroid- function--mom expected the worst.  And this test,  the Dr. said is "smack in the middle of normal".  We are beyond happy about it.  We wanted to share that news with you.  I am fourteen years old now.  I have a v-e-t birfday date stated as September, just like my mommy's.  But whether it's  September coming up, or my Gotcha Day- January 16th in 2023, I will be fifteen.  I pray and purr that I will still be alright.  Mom and I can't get along well without one another.  *even though I chewed  and clawed the beautifully walnut stained louvered closet door enclosing her clothing and other things in our bedroom*.  

My chewing and gnawing exercise occured while my mom slept.  And even after she woke at the sound of my gnawing  that I paid her back with after my day of pain and terror at the House of Horror that she hauled me off to!  She could not spring out of bed and stop me as she hurt too much..she was so sleep ridden her voice was weak trying to tell me to stop.  Of course, I didn't. 

 Paybacks are H-E- Double Hockeysticks, ain't they mommy? 

I am well, chubby,  happy, and very loved!  Take THAT thyroid and kidneys! 

Here is a picture  taken yesterday afternoon of the red dogwoods  blossoms from  my other favorite brovvers house, to celebrate my happiness.  

It's Over...

Oh the felinity!

Kitties!  $268.00 later. we say that's over for now.  Despite the 200 mg Gabapentin, I was extrenely angry this time.  The blood letting had to be done, that's when the trouble started--- and finally the Dr. got enough after two tries.  I'll know what it told the Dr. soon.  

But I came home, ate, used my litterbox, snuggled with mom and all is well today.  I slept right next to her face too.   Mom'll clean out my box in a few minutes so we hope all is well with my production.

Mom's back is about 3% better.  She's still moanng and gnashing her teefs at every movement, but manages to go about 1 mph faster in her walk.  Not quite as Tim Conway-ish.  She is grateful for all of the well wishes for her back.  They have helped or she would not have been able to roll out of bed this morning without even more groaning.  Smoochies from me (and her too) for the thoughts and purrs and prayers.  They matter to her and me.  They count, too! 

You know, I wish there was something else for kitties who get this wound up at the vet to depend on to help.  Mom can't understand why I get so afraid.

Mom is not dressed, and I need my treat!    Bye for now.  Leaving for the Big City very soon .Well, SHE is.  Girl Day for her coming right up.  See you when she gets back- and she'll have done some retail therapy, I know.

Mom Says Ow.

 Mom did something awful to her back I think,   Plus a med that lasts 6 months was injected in March.  While it caused some noticible side effects, they ramped up to real REAL pain in her back. Even a deep breath hurts very badly and she's walking about like Tim Conway on the old Carol Burnett show as a consequence.    

Mom, who has always had the nick name Little Quail because of her fast walking, can barely make it now.  

Mom said she wrote her Dr. and he prescribed muscle relaxers.  That and an extra Tylenol get her from room to room but that's about it.  Tuesday she'll have to carry me from the car park to the Vet office door.  That's  going to kill her.

That's how it is here Kitties!  She'll probably have me doing the wash, folding laundry and putting it away! 

Woe is Me...Not!

Kitties!  Mom got a confirmation text last evening for my ebil v-e-t appt.  It wanted her to confirm she was bringing me in  Unthinkingly, she hit a C.  She sent that and didn't realise until a little later that he should have said "yes".  C is what she always puts in for Ross the Boss and she just went to the C thingy.   Well, that cancelled my appt., and when she called someone else had it.  Now I get to go next Tuesday at a far better time.

Did you see Brian's blog today?  He blogged about being grateful for Memorial Warriors as he called them.  I wish  Mom and I had thought to do that because we have seen so much beauty and care in them through the years.  We are grateful for the loving kindness for the pet parent's hearts in their grief of a family member having passed.   

Mom's been busier than hound's teeth so she'll stop helping me.  I have about run out of things I wanted to say I am so glad NOT to be at the v-e-t! 

Yippee! Hummingbird TV.

 A new channel, Kitties!  Hummingbirds.  Mom saw the first one so far of the season late this morning.  One male seated at the dining "table". I have yet to see anyone.  The wind is STILL blowing a good 30-40 mph for some reason  for the past three weeks.  That will cause them problems I would say.  They only weigh as much as a penny. Two pennies, when they "bulk up" for the trip away from here to their winter home. 

I'm dictating this from my beddie.  I have a visit coming I think (she does) at The House of Horror this Thursday.  Mom will stay in there with me as my gabepentin takes effect.  I refuse all attempts here, so mom has to be there super early so they can force it into my gullet, and then the several hours for it to take effect.  Last annual exam and bloods stealing, I was easier to deal with when I could see mom. So...she'll stay.  I over-ride the sedative when they start handling me without her. 

Tomorrow we will be gone all day into the evening...a minor surgery sorta kinda for brovver.   So I hope I won't miss seeing you when we get home.   See you then.  

 Kitties...I'm such a lucky girl to have a good home and so much loves and care.  And I know it.

Making sure no one breaches the plane. 

Squirrels--take care! I can kill. 

Helping mom

Squirrel and bird TV...wait! Vishus deer TV too. 

Time Just Rockets Away From Us

Mom has been a busy bee forever it seems, but she was very relaxed, quiet and in a good frame of mind today.  I could tell.   She did go out once for a bit and returned.  It was so eacful and quiet, she sat in my chair (her eyes were burning) and I immediately crawled out of MY beddie in my room when I heard her get into my chair...and I jumped onto her lap.  We both enjoyed the peace and she allowed herself 22 minutes closing her eyes while checking time frequently..not me..I laid there totally zonked.)  She felt refreshed when she quit doing all that. Me, I hopped down and here is where I went.  If you look closely, even though it's just mom, I STILL have to see who is approaching me, and my eyes are opened slightly.

I'm here to nap and to patrol the critters out there.  I can do that through my eyelids with no prob.  Mom said she will be cooking  up nectar in the next several days and start getting ready for the hummingbirds.  

Here I am. I'm gleaming because mom Zoom Groomed me yesterday late afternoon besides brushing me.  OH, that was SO good. 

Coming Appointment in Mid Month.

 Kitties! Mom counts my clumps in the mornings when she cleans out my litter box.  Yesterday and today there were 4 clumps.  Wait,  Today had 5.   I always have only 3 clumps until 2 days ago.  Three were very small today, like golf balls and  two were normal.  But that is too much.  A bit of increased thirst, perhaps. or a symptom of hyper -thyroid or KD.    Blood work will tell us why.  

Mom was remembering back to when Admiral was diagnosed with hyper- thyroid. It's been years, but the Dr. had  then referred to mom's having  thought Admiral had KD when she started seeing too many clumps for a couple of months as he told her that when cats have hyper -thyroid and begin to take medication for it...there are times that underlying KD is uncovered while hyper-thyroid symptoms are relieved. Something about the hyper- thyroid symptoms masking the KD symptoms for a time.    Take away the symptoms of hyper -thyroid and the KD will show its symptoms.  

*I made mom look it up.  Her memory of the event was correct.  Here is a link.  Sammy and Mom Ellen, have a look as well.   Mom hopes that if she catches it decently early with I-131, maybe the kidneys won't be too affected and they will get the blood flow they need.  But, if KD is accentuated after her treatment, then, at least it won't be a surprise.* 

Sorry for the information in a way, Kitties.  Trying to be of help to other pet parents. 

XXOO

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