Kitty is Gone

Today is a very sad day in our lives.  Kitty died this morning.  She was suffering.  She could hardly breathe.  She had a lung tumor.  She stopped eating nearly a week ago.  She stopped drinking water too.  She was released from suffering on this day.  We are profoundly sad and miss her dearly.

I am very sick

August 16, 2013 I am very sick.  I am at the surgical vets and they believe there is an abnormal mass in my chest.  It has made me uncomfortable, and have fluid build up around my lungs.  The vet tapped 75cc out of my chest, and I am breathing much better.  I did not like the procedure at all, but I do feel somewhat better. I have to stay overnight at the vet.  I want to be home with my favorite blanket.  I wonder what will happen next.

August 17, 2013 update.  Well, it appears that that tumor mass in my chest is irritating me, and I am building up fluid around it fairly quickly.  The vet said maybe later today or tomorrow I might get another fluid tap, although I do not like the procedure.  The fun part is that the vet gave me some prednisone, and I am feeling much more perky, but it has not helped my appetite.  I love food, but just not right now.

Good bye Rabbit, Hello Dragon!

Happy New Year of the Dragon!!!

(photo by Jenni Palmer of one of her cute bunnies!)

Dona Nobis Pacem

Dona Nobis Pacem

Look who came to visit. She is the neighbors cat. She likes to sit under the bushes and look into the front window to see where everyone is. She is a curious cat, as she is curious about looking in to see what is going on. I like her coloring. She is really pretty.

This is Getting Old

photo of me - I am mad

OK, this all is getting old. I has been almost 2 months with this dang blue collar on. It is hard for me to sleep, it is hard for me to eat, it is hard for me to drink, it is just plain hard for me. I have also been to the V-E-T three times in 2 months. The poking, the prodding, the shots up in the butt are all no fun. Notice my MAD look in my photo at the vet.

OK, here is the deal. My tail itches and I want to scratch it, I want to chew it, and I want it to feel better. All these humans don't seem to want me to scratch or chew my tail for some reason. It isn't their tail!!! I keep telling them how MAD I am that they are interfering with my tail. Boo hiss on them.

Footrest

Weekend Cat Blogging #326

I finally found a place to rest my foot. I found a foot rest. It is a foot, and I am resting my foot on it.

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When will this end?

conehead - no way!

I showed them! Not only having to go to the vet over and over again, which was bad enough, the vet put a conehead on me! A conehead! Yikes! I did not like that at all. I showed them. For 5 hours straight, I took that cone everywhere in the house. I pushed over glasses, pushed my water, wanted food but could not eat it, and push that bowl around too! I ran head on into walls and furniture. I hate the conehead! I HATE IT! Ah, finally, after 5 hours, they took that dang thing off. Phew! I got to eat again and drink again! Never again will I have a cone head!

sailor life ring - maybe ok

But then, the next day, they put this sailor life ring around my neck. Sheesh! When will I catch a break! I mean, I can't lick and chew on my tail anymore. NO FUN! I want to chew on my tail! It is my tail and I think I should be able to chew on it. Someone, could you please get this blow up blue ring off my neck please!

So Embarrassing

I can't believe this happened. It all went wrong. The she human came home and I was all ready for dinner! Oh, I was so excited! Then she picked me up and shoved me into that blue box, and she said vet time, I told you for days. Whatever, she didn't speak cat, so how was I supposed to know. Oh, that blue box is never good for me. Then she picked me up and took me to this unbelievable hot and sunny room she calls a car. I was a little upset, but at least the sun was nice. I kept on trying to say things to her, to let me out, to take me home, and she would not listen. Then, we went into that vet place where a woofie ran up to me while barking. Oh, I was so scared, I peed my fur. Oh the indignity of it all. I had pee all on my butt, tail and paws. Not the best day I have ever had.

Goodbye Lucy, I Will Miss You

Lucy, the best working girl cat

sometime 1991-July 2011

RIP

With great sadness, I am telling the world that Lucy has gone missing for over 2 weeks. I suspect she met her time, and crawled off to a quite place to rest and go over the rainbow bridge. Lucy Cat was a great girl kitty. She was nearly 20 years old. One day, nearly 20 years ago Lucy Cat, knocked up, showed up at the front gate at that aeronautics place looking for a little food, water and a place to have her kittens. How do you turn away a face like that. So, the powers that be gave Lucy Kitty a soft pillow in the warehouse. The kittens came and grew, and all but one went off to a furrever home. Peanut her big boy stayed with Lucy to keep her company, and Lucy Cat, from then on went to work.

For her whole adult life, she has been on the aeronautics payroll to keep the vermin out of the warehouse at the big aeronautics place. Everyday she inspected the incoming boxes, and the out going boxes to make sure there are no vermin to be had. She inspected all who walked into the warehouse day in and day out vigilantly 7 days per week, every week of the year, for nearly 20 years. Lucy was a dedicated cat. In return, all she asked for was some water, food, and an occasional pet or 2. Not much for all that she did for that warehouse.

Lucy, where ever you are, know that I miss you. I still remember the first day I met you nearly 13 years ago. You inspected all of us who came to the warehouse that day to make sure we were ok to be there. And, every single time I stepped in to the warehouse to see you, you made sure you came to see me as we became friends over the years. Yeah, and you knew, I really have no business in the warehouse, but you let me be there anyway. Thank you for taking care of the warehouse, thank you for watching out for all who came and went in the warehouse for all these years. Thank you for being so kind and sweet. I will all miss you dear one. Love, pets, and purrs.

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Catloaf - WCB

Catloaf! I learned what catloaf is from my brother of another mother, Tober. He taught me the word catloaf. I wanted to practice being a catloaf. Here I am, a catloaf. Notice, my front paws, rear paws and tail (that is tricky) are all in the catloaf. I think I did really well being a catloaf.

Me, Kitikata-san as a catloaf

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