Play time!
The headache that Mama had through last week- continued through the weekend, too. But she was still better because she was home; and I was home… and Papa was home.
There is no place like home, after all. We cats know that. Sometimes humans do, too.
Anyway, see the photo- you’ll see I had fun… with Sam the puppy, Greenie the croc, Toydle the turtle. Also, I think bean bag sofas are one of the best things that humans ever invented!
Okay, I’m off to meow at my humans. Hope you had a good weekend!!!
Pancreatitis in Cats
It has finally been diagnosed; I have tested positive for ‘Pancreatitis’.
It explains my five vet visits in the last two months for vomiting, diarrhoea and constipation. It explains my meowhhs to Mama and confirms Mama’s gut feeling that something was indeed wrong with me. The vet thinks I have had this thing for some time now.
From this website, in short, Pancreatitis is an inflammation of the pancreas caused by leakage of active digestive enzymes into the pancreatic tissue. Which means, my Pancreas*- instead of doing its job of breaking down fats and proteins into simpler forms is inflamed and unable.
For now, I am to be put through a prescription diet; one of the simpler ones that does not put too much pressure on my pancreas. This may be a lifelong thing, as in- I may need to be on a special diet all my life. Mama will go to the vet today to pick up my new food.
I will also have to take a weekly injection for Vitamins (Mama is not sure if this also is a lifelong thing). Mama thinks since the new food is simpler for my digestive system break down into the necessary fluids- so that my pancreas does not need to work too hard and has time to heal- I will need to be supplemented with Vitamins- but she needs to ask the vet if that really is the reason.
The third thing is that I will have to take pain medication. This disease causes a lot of pain on the stomach, and even though cats are less complaining and more prone to hide pain- than dogs are- the pain is still there- pain medication will be a way to help me be comfortable.
So, this is it so far in my health grounds. While my parents are much distressed that I am in so much pain in such a small age (I am 10 months old!), they are determined in getting me fixed and making it as comfortable for me as possible.
One advice from my humans to all the kitty parents out there- if you can afford it at all- please think about getting a pet insurance. They know how much you love your kitties, and it will be easier for both you and your kitties in the long run. Mama-Papa had one taken for me since I was 2 months old and that has been much helpful for them. In the last 2 months the vet bills have been more than AUD $650, and the parents will be able to get most of it back. It is a large amount of money regardless and without the insurance taken for me months back, it would have been very very difficult for them to manage. Another thing is that the prescription diet that I will need to take, the cost can be claimed by the insurance; as well as the cost of Revolution.
If you need some information about pet insurance, please leave a meow and Mama will try her best to help you with whatever information she can provide.
That’s all for today, kitties and humans. While my parents are still very upset- they are also determined that they will NOT let anything happen to me.
*The pancreas is a pale pink, lobulated organ located near the liver & behind the stomach. More can be found here, if you are a knowledge junkie as my Mama is.
Emergence
I apologise that I have not been updating much.
I have been a little ill again and still am a little tired. Mama has written about my illness on her blog, but both of us are too tired now to do the same on mine right now.
I’ll be back to my catnap and Mama will now go to bed for her nap, but you can read the details here if you are interested.
Alternatively- I will try and let you all know how I am doing once I am feeling a little less sick.
We hope the ‘linkies’ actually work. We have not even checked if they do, we are so so very tired!
*yawn*
I’ve been well. You?
I was taken to the vet last week- for what I’d think is nothing out of ordinary- constipation, as humans call it. Mama had read somewhere that constipation might not be a disease in itself- but it can be a symptom of some. Obviously, just because someone has written it into a book and printed it- the human needs to believe it…. ‘almost annoying’- the humans, as I meowed earlier.
I should write a book someday with the mantra ‘no vet visits EVER please’. Do you think that’ll help the Catkind?
This vet who saw me that night wasn’t so bad though. I think his name was Andrew Telford, and the way he handled me seemed less humiliating, if you know what I mean; I also like Rachel McCue- she handled me one time before… when the humans were hit by another bout of paranoia some months ago.
So kitties, if you live in Melbourne and looking for good vets around- you may want to try these two. They are not AS bad as the most.
And about my constipation, well… it was deemed as nothing too serious. I was advised half a tea spoon of Bene Fibre with every meal from now on… and I quite like it with my food. Also I’ve been eating well etc.
I have also been playing a lot. It’s almost like I found a treasure full of ‘energy’ hidden somewhere in my jungle!
Repose
I don’t like Mondays. You know why? Because it hampers the normal routine of things that develops through the weekend- like my humans staying in with me, like cuddles whenever I want one- or two, like practicing my meows (cats only meow with humans, never among themselves or when all alone), like more open rooms to roam around and sleeping on the human’s bed through the day.
And, Mondays? They force me to accept that the humans must go hunting and I must be left alone to guard our jungle- and stay home all alone, until they are back with all those unfamiliar smells…
We cats appreciate fixed routine. Too much change in that bothers us.
Oh well, it’ll pass… it always does. Meow!
Weekend Cuddles
Mama and I are busy enjoying our weekend.
Hope yours is going just as good 
And there I wait
I like looking out of the window.
I spend many hours of my day- in between my catnaps- looking out. You will definitely find me there when it’s time for my humans to come home, or in the morning when I see them off. Mama thinks this is one thing she looks forward to about coming home… and her pace is faster during her walk to home from the station because she looks forward to seeing me looking out for her…
Hmm… That’s a nice thing to feel.
Humans do make good pets, don’t you think?
Up above the world so high
I have a special meow for Mama… it’s the one I meow when I want her to cuddle me. I put my two front paws on her lap and go ‘mmmmeeeeeowwww’, I remember to make my voice the most kitten-like on those occasions.
It has its effects on her, trust me. It makes her drop everything she is doing and cuddle and pet me; just the way I like it- with hand strokes, nose rubs and holding me with her long arms wrapped around me- while talking to me in a soft human language.
Mama says this is the highlight of her days, the way I demand affection. She must love me a lot to think like that, don’t you think?
And I must love her lots to actually ask her to cuddle me.
We cats don’t do that quite often.
We mean what we say and however manipulative we seem to be sometimes, we are an honest species.
Ponder Cat
I don’t understand Papa’s camera much. It’s much bigger than the small compact a-little-bigger-than-a-matchbox camera that Mama has- it has a trunk like an elephant’s (oh… did I tell you that I am all eyes and ears whenever any animal channel is on the telly? I know elephants!); and many a times- it seems like it’s staring at me… through that trunk!
Meow! We cats don’t like that. You don’t look straight into our eyes! We think you are threatening us by doing that! But I trust Papa, even when he has the camera that is staring straight at me. I let it go. I’m not that difficult usually.
I have now learnt to differentiate between different members of my jungle, in their intention and the usual norms- I know Mama and Papa means well… even when they don’t let me climb the kitchen sink, even when they leave me behind for their daily hunting, even when they don’t always open the doors that I want them to, even when I sometimes pretend their hands are what I am hunting… I never bite them- I just wrap all my legs around them and ‘pretend’ that I’m fighting them.
You see- you need to understand- no matter how many years I am tamed as a housecat, I do have my predator instincts. You’ll believe me when you see me hunting an insect- I am alert, I cackle, I hunt- I do what I have to do to get it under my paws. See this photo with this post? That’s me when I caught a glimpse of a small fruit fly- believe me now?
I am a little version of other big species that live in big open-sky jungles and are known as vicious hunters. I am vicious too. And just like them- I do care for my family. Yes, my family with two humans in the jungle where I rule.
We all have our vicious sides, even the humans- even though they tend to turn a blind eye to that sometimes.
Am I sick?
Seems like my humans are worried; about me- what else? Their world revolves around me after all! Duh!
I have not been very well this weekend, you see. And yesterday, I tried to do my business in my poo box and something did not seem right. I, then, meowed plenty and got out of it and did it outside the box. Yup, it was me being a bad kitty!
I am pretty set in my litter habits- so that got Mama very worried. She thinks I may be associating ‘pain’ with the poo box? I guess it’s some sort of usual ‘complex human thinking’- and I don’t know what that means. What got her worried even more is that the poo smelt bad and did not look right either… But she said she’ll give me 24 hours to show her a sign that I was well.
Otherwise she’ll take me to the vet.
No!
Now, how can I avoid the vet? How many hours do I have? 12?
Hmm..
MEOW!!! I don’t like ‘July’!
Mama tells me that this time of the year is the coldest one of the year the part of the world we live in. I wouldn’t know for certain though. This is my first July, after all! All I know is that is really is quite cold these days and you know the best place to be when the temperature is like this?
Right in front of the big black box that gives out HEAT!
I ask Mama every morning not to go hunting for the day. She does not listen even though she says she’d like to. When she is home- I have a very warm bed on her lap and lots of cuddles. It’d have been good if Papa stayed in, too. I cannot decide whose lap I like more- Mama’s or Papa’s- because while Mama’s is cushier, Papa’s has more space…
The kinds of dilemma a kitten has to go through… *sigh*.
My Cat Tree!
I mentioned my ‘cat tree’ a few days back, did I not?
Since my humans are less busy these days and missing Papa’s litter-mates quite a lot- they’ve been spending a lot of time with me. They have finally taken a few photographs of me on my cat tree.
Want to see? Here goes:
Perky one, yes?
Meow!
My Little Human Friend
My little human friend (Papa’s 4 year old niece) left for the far far away home about two days back with her parents.
Here’s a few photos from two weeks back with me playing with the little one with…. guess what… ribbons!!! Very exciting!
Little Human Friend
While I am playing here with my little human friend- Papa is, at the background, as usual looking for his life’s answers inside his ‘white flat box’. Humans have no clue how to have fun, the little ones know of it somewhat though 
I hear my little human friend also has a kitty in the place where she went away. I wonder if that kitty blogs too?
Loneliness is me
Do you know how late the humans are coming home these days?
Well… late enough to not be able to spend much time with me- when it’s dark black at the outside and the temperature drops to the lowest of the day. Then the humans sleep their long and once-only sleep of the day (that’s the other thing that annoys me, though, to be honest, they are much shorter these days than their usual), only to get out for the daily ‘hunting’ while it’s still dark.
I’ve been a lonely kitten the last few weeks. The humans got me a new and fun ‘cat tree’, too- so I guess I’ve been a lonely kitten on a perky cat tree. It does give the right picture, doesn’t it… sort of like ‘train in the rain’ as Mama quotes some wise human called Neruda sometimes:
“Tell me, is the rose naked
or is that her only dress?
Why do trees conceal
the splendor of their roots?
Is there anything in the world sadder
than a train standing in the rain?”
Why do humans play with words? Is it like their toy mouse? I think it is.
Whatever, back to what I was saying! Well they took many pictures lately but they are still not transferred to the ‘square black flat box’ (insert by Mauzzie for the human readers: laptop) and they did not get the time to help me post them on the blog. Well, that’s what they say…. Excuses, excuses and more excuses! I swear if I hear one more excuse I’ll meow very very loud as my complaint against my humans!
Meow 
.
Mama promises that she’d be good from tomorrow. It probably means that Papa’s litter-mates leave for the far away land sometime between now and the next sunrise (as I can smell the family on my humans when they are back at those unacceptable hours and my cat instincts tell me that THAT’s where they have been!), and they can again be ‘claimed’ by me.
I wish the humans were not so busy
Kitten Food: Sherkhan on a Mission
I don’t know about you other kitties but me, I like my food wet and full of stinky goodness. So my Mama, being the good human that she is, gives me my food just the way I like it: two pouches of wet food (one in the morning and one in the afternoon) and some dry food to snack on through the day.
Till like two weeks back, I used to like Whiska’s kitten food as my preferred wet food – then… well… I stopped liking it.
Mama had a few boxes of Whiska’s in stock but she got concerned and gave me ‘Science Diet Chunky Chicken’ instead, so that I don’t go without dinner.
Papa thinks that was a mistake, he says- Mama is bit too indulgent and easily manipulated. And, I obviously know the art of manipulation- I am a kitten after all, it does not take much for me. Heehaahaa… so I mean, yea- may be Papa IS right- but ‘SHUSH, Papa’!
As I was saying- I don’t like Whiska’s anymore now, and Mama is having a hard time finding the exact Science Diet- as the local vet does not keep it in stock, neither does the local pet shop. She is placing the order with the vet today, but it may take some days to arrive. She is a little worried about what to do with my food.
Me? I’m still refusing to eat Whiska’s and asking Mama for my favourite stinky goodness every time she even ‘attempts’ to give me Whiska’s! I’m sure my trick will work….
Why? Well when you look like this do you even need to ask why?
No, you don’t! LOL!!
There is only one thing I’d need to say:
“Get your supply chains fixed, Science Diet! Jeez! I’m on a mission here! Help me help you, will you?”
Heehee… now- you kitties- do you like your food wet or dry?
HUMANS!
You know how my humans went for a trip lately and they are back now and things are getting back to normal? My mama has been looking at some old pics today and she says that they make her want to go to yet another trip!
Imagine!
I don’t think she will… as tomorrow she joins back work again and all.
Here’s a pic of my humans from a trip they had taken:
Don’t you think they look happy?
See? My humans were born with their soul much like a bird’s.
I’d rather like it if it were like a cat’s instead…. they would not like taking trips so much if it were… *sigh*
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