Up and Down and All Around

 Kitties!  That see-saw continued its ups and downs.   However, though my story keeps changing accordingly,---here I go again.

I went "down" on the see-saw for close to a week. It scared Mom and me both.  But, the Vet thought he may have found what the latest matter is.  Long story short is: my methimazole will come from somewhere else.  I was very highly allergic to my methimazole and had to stop it.  I really went down the tubes without it.  Now, we are waiting for the new pharmacy to compound it for us and I will restart the medicine.  It has been an awful time.  But all of you in the CB know very well how that is.  Kitty,  woofie, or bunny...our parents love us and try their best to make things right for us.  

I have been hugging the very cold wall in the bedroom while on a scatter rug atop the carpet except for eating and litterbox times.  I haven't slept with Mom except for half an hour when we first go to bed.  Mom is unhappy for me.  Maybe soon I'll be back to normal as soon as I get the medicine again. 

Mom is about to go in and wrap the rest of the presents.  I have a new stocking!  And several things to go in it!! 

Jiminy Crickets

Kitties!  Yesterday the pest control person was here, and before he left, Mom & he did as always happens.  Both he and Mom discussed the entire sports program (s) at the University.  We are all avid, uncontrollable football fans in this State, and Mom and the man who was here got the entire sports complex straightened out with their great advice and direction as to how things should go. They spend the whole visit chattering about sports the whole time he is here.  Mom follows him and they get into the latest game and how they could have improved it if only they were at the University and someone would listen to them. 

Unfortunately, they were still having "at it "with floods of words standing on the threshold of the side porch and the kitchen door, when I stepped lightly out onto the ground.  Mom about had a heart attack as to her knowledge I have never been outside.  Here, I would be hit by a car as there is another Indianapolis Speedway out front there...OR get totally lost in the woods/forest that stretched for several miles right behind the house.  Mom would never find me there.  The man reached down and took me up to hand me to Mom.  Took her a while to calm down. 

We used to see this several times a day with Robin! 

Meanwhile...I will have an update soon- Mom said.  Hoping to hear from the Vet this afternoon.  Have to endure the sucky monster.  Mom is about ready to go in there and get the monster ready. 

pee ess: my one white eyebrow fell out (mom saved it) THAT'S HALF OF MY MONOCLE!!!!!

Sunday Selfie(s)

 I'll bet of the over 10,000 photos on this computer, 2/3's are of me!  She just can't quit! 

Anyhoo, I have been a busy bee this morning.  Mom moved a few things and I decided it's not too bad a change.  My tunnel is now in the hallway! And there is a small reduction in the number of my toys that are scattered in the living room.  If I bring them back out again, they stay.  She doesn't take them out for over a year, then we start again. I have a gabillion in my room and a goodly number in the living room.  You might think a toddler lives here for pity sake. 

I have enjoyed all the fallen leaves and you can imagine how many that is.  I guess I had better remind Mom to text the lawnman to get the leaves up.  I enjoy them by looking at them blowing.  I have never been allowed out.  

Mom said she has to finish up with the work I made for her as she has to go out.  OH.  By the way, she cheated again!  Look at this brindled-looking woofie that was in the waiting room of the Vet.  Mom said she has never seen one like that before and we don't know what he is.  He reminded her of a Tortie cat with his coloring, in a way. 

Mystery (to mom)  woofie. 

Here *I* am... not to be outdone, by golly. 

That air purifier small as it is makes a BIG difference in the "pollen" that I myself manufacture and leave on surfaces.  Almost none now. And no more "dandruff". 

Let's Hop (I hope) 

Good Grief!

Mom Here:  I swear, I had thought last evening that all would be normal. Nope.

Ms. Boss got up...I served breakfast which she refused.  Oooookay!  I cracked open another can.  Same.  Oooookay.  I served her elsewhere.  Same.  I went in to do my face wash and powder etc, and she lay as always on the tub edge.   Things went according to normal but when I picked up her brush...the turning wheels told her that after the brushing yesterday and ear gel..when she went to toast in front of the heat vent, Mom got her and took her to the Vet where she was imprisoned 6 hours!  After not eating all the previous day, and none that morning...she had nothing to eat there and no water.  She was beside herself to get food and water when we got home.  I will, but nicely, tell them never to do that again.  I will pay for food and water.   I know however that it was techs who didn't have a clue.  As always.  So she suffered more than she should have, and I am paying the price with her today.  Last night she was normal.  This morning and all the way till now-- she has been hiding as soon as she left the bathroom early this morning.  

By the way, here is the turkey she DID get on Thanksgiving.  She loved it

She finally left her self-imposed jail cell (bedside) and came into her room (computer room)  to try my sandwich for lunch.  Salt, pepper, and mayo on it made it a no-no, so I ran into the kitchen and got her fave FF.  She ate a good several spoonsful.  WHEW!  She went to her box, then had a look out the front door, and on in a leisurely stroll to the spare room where she looked out the sunny window and then went to the spare bed for a nap.  WHEW! 

She is still there.  Just took this.  The sunpuddle will be on her shortly. 

THIS was last night an hour before bed.  Happy as a clam and she hasn't been up there for awhile.  She even slept with her arms laid out over my face.   I thought I was in Clover till she started the "other stuff" this morning.  

A good friend said this is likely her new normal.  SIGH.   So this is our day.  It is upsetting because I couldn't give her med.  And were starting the food worry again.  Even though she gained 3 oz. 

Maybe.... Joy in the Morning?

 Kitties!  It has been a hard several days for me.  Mom got concerned yesterday and thought she would wait till this morning and make a decision.  I am not better, so she called the Vet and asked if I could be seen today.  They said bring me in and leave me. Mom did.   

Mom here:  She would not eat yesterday except a mouthful...and that amount didn't improve. After a while, she started vomiting large pools.  Four of them.  Two with very long hairballs with the pool.  She still wouldn't/couldn't eat.   She went all day without eating..but she drank.  Today, on getting up...same.  I called the Vet office and was told to bring her in and leave her.  I trust them implicitly and had no problem with that.  They treat her like a human... kinda sorta.  Very very nice.  I got a call as soon as I got back in the door and he said she did have a GI tract issue.  The other things I wrote in the form for the visit when it happens without the parent... indicated the other issues to be addressed.

By the way,  she quit the special food and she had been getting Methimazole for about a week now. she She gained three ounces!!! I took the advice of one of her commenters a week or so ago on the bloggie and tried to rub it in better. That has helped.  Thank you to whoever said that. Because she is having Methimizole she is now eating her regular Science Diet and Fancy Feast.  No more of the special prescription diet.  She refused it after a week or so.  

She will have Cerenia, some fluids, an antibiotic, and something for the itching.  I forgot the name.  Then, I can go get her.  I will tell you, it saddened me tremendously to see her sick.  I have never seen her like this before.   

Just wanted you to know.  💕

This is a blog Hop

Can't believe I Did What I Did

 Kitties!  Me a mild mannered loving lady cat and:

Yesterday, Mom took the turkey out of the oven and put it on a thick heat-proof surface that was on the counter for the turkey's roasting pan, so that the turkey could "rest".  Mom had been mashing potatoes and doing dressing and all other kinds of things, when she went into the living room where all the brothers were and said something to them.  She kept hearing her DIL say "No Katie Lou...No Katie Girl...No (fill in the blank)  and so on till finally- DIL called Mom to come into the kitchen then! Don't drag your feet! 

Turned out I had leaped to the desktop and over to the opened part of the turkey pan.  Mom had a tent of foil over it, so I started to have some.  DIL thwarted that...then. I tried to lick the buttery drippings...that elicited a stronger no and she shielded the turkey from me with her hand.  I HISSED at her!  Several times.  I wanted those drippings.  So when Mom came in, she was able to deter me as I listened to her and Mom temporarily moved the turkey away. 

I was hissing...see my teefs? 

I'm gittin' me some of THIS! 

I actually did let a few laps of drippings before Christi, my human Sissy stopped me with her hand shielding the turkey. And I got mad and hissed!  I was being a butt about eating my food, so I was hungry hence hissing at my human Sissy.

Look though...Brovver brought me the best shopping bad EVER!  I can't stay away from it. 

The turkey was golden brown, and the dressing was good...we had mashed potatoes that Mom used a masher on.  We had berried cranberry sauce and some buttered green beans, macaroni and cheese, turkey gravy, and rolls.  Brownies and ice cream for dessert.  

Happy Thanksgiving time that was, furriends and parents.  I hope it was peaceful and warm. 

Eeeney Meeny Miney Moe

 Mom said to tell you that I am eating prescription diet food for hyperthyroidism.  She had been applying methimazole to my ear each day for about a week.  And while it wasn't quite as much, I still managed to rub some on her anyway.  She can feel it.  It's a very distinctive cold feeling.  So..she called the new Vet and requested the prescription wet and dry food.  You know, I am actually eating it!  For now  You know how we kitties are.   Mom loves smooches.  And I ask for them many times a day.  I get in her lap, tilt my head back and toward her asking for smooches.  I will press my head into her face to get more kisses.  I scent Mom all the time..many many MANY rubs of my head on her..guess what is seeping out of my ear.  Yup. And when she kisses me, where I have been rubbing my head on things to scent them AND her...I get it on my furs too with my paw from grooming my beautiful furs all over.  Washing my face in particular.

Food seems to be the best way to go.  And keep the boy cats away for this private info.....I am not peeing NEAR as much.   And man, I am getting kissed all the TIME! I sure love my mamma.

I am going to try a blog hop.