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Dec. 4th, 2015 12:54 pmOk, I have had all the mimosas. My typing is, um, iffy. So deal.
My lovely cat Naomi, who thinks that David is the best person in the world, is fifteen, and likes me ok, has been diagnosed with kidney disease. She needs to eat kidney supportive food, and only kidney supportive food. I have (quickly counts on her fingers) five cats, and two different types of diet. This is complex. I got a kidney food sampler from the vet, and have been trying various foods on her. Conclusion the first: Naomi is not eating enough. While she likes wet food, she eats slowly. She is also exhibiting behavior I associate with cats who are nauseous. To say I am worried vastly understates things. She may be eating some dry food, and I am starting to mix dry kidney food into the usual weight-loss food, with the intent of switching over to dry kidney food on a permanent basis. (Anybody want to buy the remainder of my Blue Buffalo weight loss food? It's high quality, and I just bought 20 lb. bag of it.) Naomi, at the vet a week ago, was down to 7.4 pounds. I am very, very worried. I've never dealt with kidney disease before. Oh, second conclusion: Ninja will eat pretty much anything, provided he hasn't had it before. He broke into the container with the sampler of kidney foods and chewed through the ziplock to eat new and unusual kidney dry food. Best bad cat of the century.
Lady Jane has had a couple of socializing breakthroughs, recently. Not, alas, with Nuit, who has been horrible to her, and she's been horrible back. But two days ago, when Lady Jane Grey was being petted, she felt that she became a bit stroppish, and rather than attack me, she gave a very obvious and particular meow, clearly asking me to back off. Now, if she were a human, I would say that this was a huge step forward because it indicated that she understood that we were in this together, and she was learning to cooperate with me on functional social interactions. Since she's a cat, I have no confidence that I understand her cognitive functions or ultimate goals. Still, I think that's a huge step forward. And the day before yesterday, when she was being petted, she batted at me with velveted paws, and did not bite me. This is the first time, ever, she has been playful with me without hurting me. I complimented her extravagantly. Lady Jane Grey also has a dime-sized hole in her back between her shoulder-blades. I can't tell if this is a recent injury courtesy of Nuit, or if this is a recurrence of whatever caused the lump, previously, in roughly the same location. I've been dosing it with hydrogen peroxide every couple of days, as seems appropriate. It was particularly raw-looking this morning. She's very good about letting me look at it, and swab it with hydrogen peroxide. She really is a very, very fine cat.
Alright. Autocorrect has helped clean up most of my typos, at the risk of making me look completely incoherent. Sorry about that. Me and my mimosas are falling over, now. Good nigh.
My lovely cat Naomi, who thinks that David is the best person in the world, is fifteen, and likes me ok, has been diagnosed with kidney disease. She needs to eat kidney supportive food, and only kidney supportive food. I have (quickly counts on her fingers) five cats, and two different types of diet. This is complex. I got a kidney food sampler from the vet, and have been trying various foods on her. Conclusion the first: Naomi is not eating enough. While she likes wet food, she eats slowly. She is also exhibiting behavior I associate with cats who are nauseous. To say I am worried vastly understates things. She may be eating some dry food, and I am starting to mix dry kidney food into the usual weight-loss food, with the intent of switching over to dry kidney food on a permanent basis. (Anybody want to buy the remainder of my Blue Buffalo weight loss food? It's high quality, and I just bought 20 lb. bag of it.) Naomi, at the vet a week ago, was down to 7.4 pounds. I am very, very worried. I've never dealt with kidney disease before. Oh, second conclusion: Ninja will eat pretty much anything, provided he hasn't had it before. He broke into the container with the sampler of kidney foods and chewed through the ziplock to eat new and unusual kidney dry food. Best bad cat of the century.
Lady Jane has had a couple of socializing breakthroughs, recently. Not, alas, with Nuit, who has been horrible to her, and she's been horrible back. But two days ago, when Lady Jane Grey was being petted, she felt that she became a bit stroppish, and rather than attack me, she gave a very obvious and particular meow, clearly asking me to back off. Now, if she were a human, I would say that this was a huge step forward because it indicated that she understood that we were in this together, and she was learning to cooperate with me on functional social interactions. Since she's a cat, I have no confidence that I understand her cognitive functions or ultimate goals. Still, I think that's a huge step forward. And the day before yesterday, when she was being petted, she batted at me with velveted paws, and did not bite me. This is the first time, ever, she has been playful with me without hurting me. I complimented her extravagantly. Lady Jane Grey also has a dime-sized hole in her back between her shoulder-blades. I can't tell if this is a recent injury courtesy of Nuit, or if this is a recurrence of whatever caused the lump, previously, in roughly the same location. I've been dosing it with hydrogen peroxide every couple of days, as seems appropriate. It was particularly raw-looking this morning. She's very good about letting me look at it, and swab it with hydrogen peroxide. She really is a very, very fine cat.
Alright. Autocorrect has helped clean up most of my typos, at the risk of making me look completely incoherent. Sorry about that. Me and my mimosas are falling over, now. Good nigh.
