Jake and Bathsheba

A blog by two cats who used to live in the same house in Northern Virginia. Unfortunately, they are both no longer with us.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, everyone! In the interest of world peace, we even posed together!

Mom put lights on the dwarf Alberta spruce by the driveway.

This is our tall Christmas tree. If you enlarge the photo, you can see that we have many cat ornaments (and yummy birdies).

Christmas tree water is the best! Maybe that's what Jake needs because he still doesn't have much of an appetite. Mom even tried to feed him baby food, but he didn't like that too much. He is now eating a crunchy natural food called "Life's Abundance." We remain hopeful.

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Thursday, December 18, 2008

Hospital Visit

Hello, it's me, Jake, and I am in the hospital. I have an IV in my leg for fluids. I know that Skeezix would disagree, but I don't think that pink is a good color for this ManCat. Mom came to visit me tonight and that made me so happy that I purred and purred. I am feeling a little better since the staff gave me some fluids and administered meds. I even ate some of the crunchy bits and used the litter box.

I have to stay here overnight? Mom, do you really have to go? I hate being sick. I wanna go home.

Thank you all for your good wishes. They mean a lot.

Friday evening update: I am home and I feel MUCH better! Thank you for your positive thoughts.

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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

I Don't Feel Good

I don't know what's wrong, but I just don't feel like eating. Mom worries because this is SO out of character for me. I haven't been feeling very good for a couple of weeks. None of my foods appeal much to me. I still like Temptations so Mom decided to feed my regular crunchy food to me by hand and I liked that--I just didn't eat very much. Mom also came home to some barf today--undigested, of course.

Mom took me to the vet one evening last week and he couldn't find anything wrong with my vitals. He decided to treat me for gastritis and he gave Mom this awful liquid stuff (Cimetidine) to give me twice a day. I put up a fight so most of the stuff just got on my fur; Mom decided to stop forcing it on me two days ago. She worried because I didn't even clean it off my fur. Well, it tastes icky; why would I want my tongue to wipe it?

Today I did something that I'm sorry about: I bit Mom hard on her index finger. She was on her third try to force the thyroid pill Tapazole down my throat when I let out a cry and then bit her. We both cried. She said that her finger still throbs and it's her mouse clicking finger. She was glad that a document she was supposed to sign today at work had a typo because the finger started bleeding again (under the bandage) and she got blood on the paper.

Anyway, back to me. I have an appointment for my regular blood work for my hyperthyroidism on January 10. I don't know if I'll stand for my medicine any more. I used to let Mom put pill pieces in my Fancy Feast and I would eat them just fine. Then I got tired of FF. I liked the pill pockets for a while and now I like them even better because I've discovered how to eat the yummy treat and leave the pill behind! I used to be cooperative (for a kitty!) when she would put the pill down my throat, but no more Mr. Nice Kitty from me.

Oh, what to do? Mom doesn't know whether she should take me back to the vet tomorrow or just give me love and attention. At least she is taking tomorrow off! I slept close to her on the bed last night and that is something I didn't use to do. (I didn't know what I was missing!) She is nice and warm.

Well, if anyone can give us advice on what I should do or what might be wrong with me, please leave us some comments. It sucks feeling sick.


Update from Bathsheba, 12:30 p.m., Dec. 18:

Jake is in the hospital.

Well, of course, Mom took Jake back to the vet. Jake's vitals, like his temperature, were all normal, but he lost a pound of weight. They did blood work and all that was abnormal was some kind of amylase levels. He could have pancreatitis or something worse that begins with a C. He will stay in the hospital for some fluids and medication. The vet will call Mom later today with an update. Even I want my pesky brother to feel better.

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Sunday, December 07, 2008

Mancat Monday - Ready to Snuggle with DaisyMae Maus

Well, it's another Mancat Monday and
I am ready to snuggle with my lovely girlfriend cat, DaisyMae Maus. I need to let Rocky know that, while she and I love to flirt with other cats, we really are special to one another.
It may be cold outside, DMM, but it's warm next to me.

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