A letter from a happy kitten

October 12, 2009 at 2:50 pm (cat ailments, cat behavior, cat treatments) (, , , , , , , )

Hi kitties,

I’m back!

Actually I was always here- it’s my humans who weren’t. This time it was Mama who was hit by what she calls ‘a bad flu’… she still is suffering, but a little better now. She sounds different- with sort of a broken voice and all; also she smells a little different- she says it’s the anti-bio-tics that makes her smell like ‘medicine’ all the time. She stayed home some days, to my delight- but she went back to work today and I’m mad at her for that. Meow!

My second bloodworks result came in and it seems like I’m cleared from the Pancreatitis finally. I go back to the vet’s again next week though, since I have lost a little weight (0.25 grams) – and for a young and (now) healthy cat like me, losing weight is not ‘normal’. Laura, the vet, thinks it’s because I do not like my ‘prescription’ food much and do not eat as much as I used to. They’ll see next week and probably put me on another diet. I hope they give me a good-tasting food this time.

I’m turning 1 on the 21st of this month- Mama says that is still a couple of weeks away. That means that I have been with my humans for 10 months now. I guess months and years are a ‘human’ way to measure ‘time’. I don’t understand them much. To me, this seems like a lifetime. I’m a happy cat. I hope the humans and I can keep keeping each other through the ‘years’ and continue being ‘happy’.

That’s all for now, kitties. All the best to you all. I will post again, when the Mama is less busy and less ill 🙂

Love-

Sherkhan

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Hmphs!

June 30, 2009 at 12:53 am (cat ailments, cat behavior) (, , , , , , , )

I love my food; and even though Mama tells me to eat it s-l-o-w-l-y I’m far too impatient for that. I guess what I’m getting at is that when Mama gives me my food- I simply gobble it up! And that’s what kittens with GOOD APPETITE do!

Now, what’s wrong with that?!

I did the same yesterday- the Science Plan wet chunks and my favourite dry Whiska’s… and then I felt funny. I walked up to the corner of the hallway and meowed for Mama… and when Mama rushed in she kept on asking me what was wrong… well, as if I knew what was wrong! I just knew that I felt funny and that was why I had asked for her- to TELL me what’s wrong… seems like even she did not know…

Hmm…

Well… after a while I threw up all that I had eaten- the dry food and the wet- EVERYTHING!

I felt better once I did that- but the HUMANS- they took me to the Animal Emergency Centre. Sigh. The vet there did the humiliating thing of measuring of my temperature (I meowed, complained and struggled but Papa held me strong!); then pressed my tummy and checked my teeth and said that I was okay.

Helloooo… wasn’t I saying the same thing after I puked- that I was okay and they don’t need to take me to a vet! The humans kept saying that it’s always better to be safe… not sure how those humiliating thermometers are in any way safe though. Humans are impossible at times; but I guess it’s just their way of showing that they care?

Guess Mama’ll AGAIN nag me to ‘not’ to eat my food without chewing… and I know she means well; but there you go! MEOW!

Sigh!

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