The white cat... again
May. 12th, 2011 01:09 pmWe took Little to the vet (and saw the lovely man who fixed her paw and has treated her for a very long time) yesterday, and he found:
- we'd kept her weight stable for a month
- there were no obvious signs of illness
- she's got grotty teeth, as ever, but not grotty enough to be the main factor in her weightloss
We discussed the possibilities for a nearly 16 year old cat: diabetes, dodgy thyroid, kidneys... And he took bloods and we carted her off home.
It's the beginnings of kidney problems. So, a new specialised diet for her. And, in the grand scheme of things, something we can cope with.
She did, of course, eat heartily before her appointment and again last night. She is still looking for The Cat in the TV.
The Deceitfulness of Cat Fur
Apr. 19th, 2011 09:46 pmNope.
The lack of lumpiness in Little's spine was either wishful thinking or lying cat fur. I blame the latter.
No weight gain.
Little continues her littling.
The boys apparently howled all the way to the vet's (on a separate trip: we is cowards!) and are in fine fettle, but too fat. We are, however, well practised in the reducing of excess weight in elderly cats.
And in other news, Socks came to dinner again last night. Evidently the smell of roast duck, whether newly done or heated over in a curry, is the magic required.
And in other, other... back pain :-(
The Mysteries of Cats
Apr. 17th, 2011 11:23 amLittle is, a least judging by the decreasing bumpiness of her spine, fattening. She has declared quite strongly that Sheba is out. But tins of Gourmet Gold are acceptable--at least the gravy parts.
This week she's told us enthusiastically that she's an Iams cat. Socks agrees.
Mainly, however, I think it's the Whiskas cat milk that's made the biggest difference. That and not refrigerating part open cans of food or the milk. Cold is not good.
The extra eating has improved her mood. There's less whingeing. She's snuggly rather than clingy. If she's still haunting the last places that Biggle sat, well, we've all got used to it.
Somehow all this has communicated itself through the house, as....
Upstairs, Ozzle is expanding his range of places to sleep--including sentry-wise in a propped-up laundry basket--and increasing the volume of his purr very satifactorily.
And Socks. Socks sleeps in the (empty) sink, bathes in the (empty) bath, and spends as much time as possible on the stairs peering into the dining room. Yesterday, he nearly left us by the front door (not so good) and came and joined us for supper (roast duck) whilst Little slept on obliviously.
On the feeding (and toileting) of cats
Mar. 19th, 2011 02:01 pmLittle is now rejecting any colour of catfood from sachets. Whiskas Senior is no longer the tops. So much so that she has been eating the dry catfood instead.
So, I've given in and bought several tiny cost-their-weight-in-gold tins. Gourmet Gold in Gravy with Salmon and Chicken vanished. The only complaint was I didn't instantly provide her with more. I'm going to keep a list. Honestly! Tasting notes for catfood.
Small quantities of Whiskas Milk for cats also meet with her approval.
However, we're not even getting a maintenance quantity of food into her yet, let alone enough to increase her weight.
Meanwhile, the boys have decided that the rearranged cat litter trays are fine with them. They will use either, but prefer the one in LL's room when she's asleep.
Left Eye Functioning, Right Eye...
May. 1st, 2007 12:42 pmOops! It just doesn't focus and there's so many floaters I can't see at all. Not had quite such a clear cut onset of a migraine attack in many years. The eye went an hour back and the headache's just cut in.
Nope. I shan't do the robotics exercise I was planning. I shall plant seeds and water the garden.