Saturday, September 16, 2017

Definitely Autumn

Here it is, well close enough anyway, that time of year mom and I adore, autumn. The air is crisp, the days are waning, and I'm sleeping curled up on the couch or tucked into mom's side, again. Happy as a clam.

Saturday, September 9, 2017

Cool Cat

I'm up to a lot of my old tricks again...including getting up onto the office chair, ottoman and couch without using the footstool mom had out for me when I was feeling poorly, and hanging out on the ironing board, which requires a couple of jumps in a tight space.

Mostly, though, I've been hanging out on the rug in the photo above, staying low where it's cool.  Although the weather has cooled quite a bit from last weekend's extreme heat.  I like being a cool cat.

Saturday, September 2, 2017

Hot!

It's really summer now.  We waited long enough for it.  It's supposed to get up to 91 degrees today in Fortuna.  Mid-80s practically never happen here.

As of right now, not quite 9am, all the windows are open as far as they go.  Next, mom'll start turning on our fans.  Then we'll darken the cottage as much as possible.

To make matters worse, there are forest fires happening all around us.  If you haven't heard already, nearly the entire Pacific Northwest is on fire.  MAJOR fires happening in Oregon and Washington, fires likely still happening in British Columbia, and of course, California, where fires are very close to Yosemite and Sequoia National Parks.  As well as skirting the Los Angeles basin.

And then there are the hurricane and monsoon floods in Texas, Louisiana, and South Asia.

I sit on my perch in the window here and think about these things...it all makes me very sad.

I'm also sad because I lost a never-met online feline friend this week, Tophey.  He was a beautiful Abyssinian cat who lived in Seattle with his humans.  He was young adult and in excellent health.  He died for no apparent reason.  Mom and I have been thinking about him for days...pondering the reality that life is precious and precarious.  We never know when our loved ones will make their exit.

So, especially since I recently had one foot in the grave but miraculously came back, mom and I are staying really close together, physically, emotionally and spiritually, for as long as we can.

Peace, and love.

Saturday, August 26, 2017

Feeling My Oats

I'm feeling good these days!  Hurray!  Now just patiently awaiting autumn, our fave season of the year.   

Saturday, August 19, 2017

My New Normal

Life has settled into a new normal for me.  I'm kinda the same as I used to be, except older and less agile.  But after almost a month of near-daily health scares, and the subsequent vet visits and tests, and the days of more extreme ups and downs...life is kinda like it was before all that happened. 

Dr. Kris did my ultrasound on Thursday, and although he found two potential trouble spots in my innards, neither of them seem as though they'll kill me off anytime soon.  Whew, I think I just dodged a bullet or two.

I've even begun to regain a bit of muscle strength, so I'm more active again than I was a few weeks ago when all these medical issues started showing up.  And of course mom is taking such good care of me that I'm happy and feeling better.

I hope you'll stay with me as I continue my journey into old-cathood.  I'll have my less-good days, I'm sure, but I'll be here until the end.

Purrs and meows from Beeg.

Saturday, August 12, 2017

So-So

Here I am, hanging in there.  Haven't been feeling too well.  I have good days and bad days.  We know I have arthritis, but there's something else going on that we're not clear on yet.  Hope to find out next week when I have an ultrasound.  Possibly something going on with my liver.

So I've become a real lazy bum.  Mom is taking really good care of me.  Feeding me a carload of supplements with every meal, giving me pain meds when I need them, assisting me as I need it with mobility.  And I sleep a lot.  On top of mom a lot of the time.

I'm also present to what's happening with me and with mom.  I'm eating and drinking and using my box regularly.  I wag my tail frequently.  I'm doing the best I can.  I'm an old cat now.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Almost Out of the Woods

Hey there, I'm still here.  Better living through xrays and chemistry.

I've been suffering with arthritis in my spine for who knows how long, as shown on yesterday's xray.  You know us cats, we're stoics, we never let on that we're hurting until we've got one foot in the grave.

Dr. Kris gave me a steroid shot yesterday that should last for two weeks. And several cans of Urgent Care food that I've been gobbling up since we got home yesterday...because I'd nearly stopped eating and let my weight get down too low.

So I seem to be on the mend, barring something at this point unforeseen in my recovery.

We're hoping the one shot will get me over the hump with pain management and getting my food intake back on track.  If that doesn't do it, we'll talk about longer term solutions.

Anyhow, glad to be back with y'all.  Purrs and meows!

Sunday, July 30, 2017

In the Woods

This is me, mere moments ago.  I'm sad to report that I haven't been well this week.  I was my robust, sassy self just last Sunday, then Monday I began to sink, as it were, physically.  Mom had me to the vet on Wednesday, I got a long-term antibiotic shot, it took three days for me to show some signs of improvement, which was yesterday, then today I'm feeling really punk again.  So we'll go back to the vet tomorrow for an x-ray.  The only thing the vet could determine last week, based on my blood test, was that I might have an infection somewhere internally.  Hence, the antibiotic.  But there could be something else going on.

Mom's beside herself.  She keeps assuring me I don't have to try to take care of her, too, along with just trying to keep myself together.  We both fear that my time might be short. 

Pray for us both, will you?  Thanks, dear readers.  I love you.  Beeg

Sunday, July 23, 2017

All Tucked In

I like it like this, sitting on mom's lap, all tucked into a little ball of cat fur.  One of my preferred modes of resting.