PeeperStorm on 29/11/2009 at 18:05
Looks like the "clap your hands and think good thoughts" method of rehabilitation doesn't work. The bad news is that my cat's right lung is still producing pus, isn't reinflating, and will have to be removed (ka-ching!). I have him scheduled for surgery on Monday morning. The good news, however, is that it hasn't "undrained" enough to weaken him again, yet. This means that if you don't count the need for surgery, he's in perfect health and almost certain to get through it with minimal problems. So, yay? :thumb::confused:
The antibiotics that we've been giving El Gato have also given him a bad case of Mousie-zuma's Revenge. Add to that the fact that he's eating like a horse and can't go outside, and his litterbox ends up not being a sight for the faint of heart. The doctor's going to give me some pro-biotics for him after the surgery, which should clear that up.
Aerothorn on 29/11/2009 at 19:29
Man, this cat is having a bad month.
Nicker on 29/11/2009 at 21:34
Every time I returned home there would be a duet of hungry cats waiting for me at the door. Until the bowls were filled the noise would continue. One day I opened the door to silence. I called, no reply. Something was terribly wrong - an escape, poison, a deadly virus, a break-in and kitty murder...
In the living room I found the two of them innert on the couch, barely able to lift their heads to greet me. In my sweetest tone I asked how they were, checked for blood, broken bones, felt their noses. There was nothing obvious causing their distress.
Mystified, I gathered up the abandoned groceries from the front hall and took them to the kitchen. Strewn across the floor were kibbles, spilled from an evicerated bag of designer catfood the little furbals had dragged out of the cupboard.
Despite being in too much discomfort to greet their human upon his return home, as soon as I started the kibble clean up, the rustle of the bag drew the little vultures to the kitchen, hoping to vaccum up a few more crunchies before the bag-of-feeding disappeared.
Too bad you didn't get off that easilly, Peeper. I hope your cat recovers soon.
Namdrol on 29/11/2009 at 23:21
He's a beast!!!
What a beauty.
I'm thinking of getting a cat for my yurt as the mice have been moving in for winter.
PeeperStorm on 1/12/2009 at 02:08
The vet called to inform me that there was no surgery today. Seems that my neko, being a perverse creature, has mysteriously gotten much better in the two entire days since since his last X-ray. They took another one (ka-ching!) in preparation for surgery, and found that the amount of lung cavity fluid had decreased, and the lung appeared to have reinflated somewhat. A blood test (ka-ching!) shows his white blood cell count is completely normal.
At this point I think the evil furball is messing with me. Probably trying to give me a heart attack just so he can eat me afterward. In any case, he's coming home again tonight. :sweat:
Mr.Duck on 1/12/2009 at 02:22
So pussy is the source of all evil, eh?
Works for me!
:cool:
Kolya on 2/12/2009 at 23:00
How is the monster? Is he getting the pro-biotics now?
PeeperStorm on 3/12/2009 at 03:25
He's home, and yes, he's getting the probiotics. I know he's feeling good because he yodeled all the way home, as he usually does during car trips.
Still have to keep him inside while we see which way things are going to go. Right now he thinks that he's perfectly fine, and just can't understand why I won't let him go outside to terrorize the neighbor's dogs. He's bored as hell, and getting into everything. And when I say everything, I mean that he knows how to open cabinets and drawers. Guess I should just be thankful that he doesn't have opposable thumbs, because then I'd have to worry about the gun safe. Nothing more dangerous than a cat with a gun. Luckily it's easy to tire him out by having him chase the dot from a cheap laser pointer around the room.
The more frequent changings required by the horror show in his catbox inspired me to investigate alternatives to the usual cat litter, and now I'm using the fuel pellets for pellet stoves. It's exactly the same thing as the "Feline Pine" pellets, except that a 40 pound bag only costs about one fourth as much, and I can get it at any store in the area until mid-Spring. :thumb:
He loves getting his probiotic/antibiotics because I have to mix them with canned food for him, and canned food is usually a special treat for special occasions. The alternative would be to use both hands to hold him down, while getting his mouth open with my third hand and making him swallow a pill with my fourth. :sweat: And then I'd need to have some bandages handy for myself, just in case. As an added bonus, the plastic measuring syringes that come with the bottles make excellent squirt guns. Because I'm only 10 years old.
Got an appointment for a followup exam next week. There's going to be a conversation about my missing sock.
Kolya on 3/12/2009 at 14:21
About that litter box problem: There are plastic bags that can be spread out flat underneath the litter and later you just pull the strings to bag it.
And yeah, feeding a cat something she doesn't like is next to impossible unless you catch her by surprise. Unfortunately my own cat is able to detect a pill/meds in a half pound of canned food and eat around it.
