Showing posts with label bitey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bitey. Show all posts

Friday, April 18, 2008

Froot Bat Friday

Mom got some suggestions (but I am not revealing their identities since I fear that EG will retaliate against them - BUT you KNOW who you are) this week on how to get EG to stop biting my delicious, pink ears. hehe So she and I sat down and did the math. This is what we came up with:

This


+


This

-

This


=

This

Relaxed, froot bat ears (hopefully)


Happy Friday!

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Thursday Thirteen - Earl McGrey Edition Part 2

Thirteen Things I’ve gotten back to doing since I feel better:

1. Blogging

2. Supervising what goes on in the house. Things around here got really out of control last week when I didn't feel well enough to keep everyone in line.

3. Trying to run outside when anyone opens the back door, especially when O'Titus gets to go out and I don't. It's much more interesting outside than it is in here. Mom keeps telling me I can't go outside. Something about it being better to be inside and fat than outside and flat. Whatever.

4. Purring

5. Eating the yummy prescription food that Mom bought for me. It is tasty good. O'Tazo really wants to eat it. I offer to switch with her everyday, but Mom keeps busting us.

6. Fighting Mom and Dad when it’s time for my medicine. I'm sick of it. I hate being wrapped in that towel. Which is made worse, because they oooh and aaah and tell me how cute I am when I'm all wrapped up like a baby. Then Dad jams that barfy medicine (chicken flavored my butt!) down my throat while Mom puts the squeeze on me.

7. Putting the bitey on Mom - just about my very favorite thing to do. It's how I show her I'm feeling better. Heh heh

8. Grooming - I had lots to catch up on. It has been especially hard to get that hospital smell off me.

9. Helping Mom shut off the food alarm in the morning - I'm back to my routine. The food alarm goes off, I jump off the bed, onto the dresser and try to beat Mom to the button.

10. Looking out the window - Like I said before, things just went downhill last week when I wasn't up to supervising. The neighborhood has just gone to pot. I'll have it back in tip top shape by the end of the week, though.

11. Playing with my jingle ball and scratching on the scratching post

12. S-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g - You can't get a good stretch on when your tummy hurts.

13. Giving Mom lots of cuddles to thank her for taking care of me last week. I E-dub under the covers every night, but I've been giving her extra E-dubbing when she's watching TV.

Whew! It feels good to blog again. Mom took a bunch of pictures of us, so hopefully she can get those posted soon. There are some recent-ish ones on our flickr badge if anyone's interested.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Purrayers for Skeezix and an Earl McGrey Update - Sunday Edition

Earl McGrey’s Mom here:

FIRST - Skeezix, we hope you feel better soon. You helped us so much last week when Earl McGrey was so sick. We are purraying and purraying for you to feel better and sending tons of pawsitive thoughts your way.

Sorry I haven’t posted an update before now. Earl McGrey is doing better, so we’ve just been cuddling a lot.

He went back to the regular V-E-T yesterday. His liver enzymes were good (his ALT was 84 - normal!!!) . He was supposed to get a couple of other blood tests done, but he fought the techs too much and they could only get enough blood for the regular test (which the V-E-T and I were really happy about, since he hadn‘t been putting up much of a fight lately). He still had a sore tummy when she poked at him, but not as sore as before. He’s also done no more puking since Friday morning. His x-rays yesterday showed a bunched up spot in his intestines. :( The V-E-T thinks that he might have an obstruction (because of the spot on the x-ray and the puking), or maybe pancreatitis (sp?), or irritable bowel. She also hasn’t ruled out that he got into something toxic or that it could be a reaction to too much Reglan. He got some more fluids under the skin, some more chicken flavored barfy medicine, and a prescription bland diet since he won’t eat the boiled chicken and rice his dad made for him. We’re supposed to keep an eye on him and if he pukes even once, he needs to go back to the ER right away.

He’s doing pretty well so far. He’s eating the new food and putting the bitey on us a lot. He’s walking around more and jumping up on the counter a lot. He hates his barfy medicine and puts up a big fight when he has to take it.

He goes back to the V-E-T tomorrow for more x-rays, bloodwork, and pokes in the belly. Please continue to purray for him. The V-E-T says he’s doing well, but he's not out of the woods yet.
Thank you again for all the well wishes. It really means a lot to us.