Our lovely Pomme cat is getting old – we don’t know exactly how old, but the SPA reckoned she was about 2.5 years old when we got her 13 years ago. Over the past year she’s been less mobile (but not by much) , more cantankereous and been eating more but not filling out.
Yesterday was her annual vaccination and check up. The vet said that she has renal problems and a failing heart. So she has to have different (expensive) food – though cheaper on Amazon than at the vets – and a daily tablet. Hey ho.
We started yesterday with a worming tablet. Crushed up in tuna, she carefully ate around the bits of tuna with the tablet on, and devoured the rest. So we put her “special” food on top – she ate some of the tablet. We’re not sure how much. Another cat ate the rest…but that won’t do them any harm, as it is only a worming tablet.
Today, the heart tablet was crushed and added to a prawn. Another prawn was offered first. Sniffed and licked…and rejected. Oh. That wasn’t even the one with the tablet in! We may have to think again…
I’m considering crushed tablet mixed into butter and then dropped into her mouth, or smeared on gums. She has no real choice then. But I think today’s tablet might have to be counted as a failure! There’s a video on YouTube about how to feed a pill to your cat, but quite frankly, the cat looks as though he’s been sedated as he is extremely cooperative. I can’t imagine many cats like that!
We’ve got to take her back in a month to see how she’s getting on…but we do know she’s not diabetic. Thankfully, we do have some emergency “cat” funds put to one side, as this may start getting a little expensive.
Here’s a Simon’s Cat to make us smile…
Shaming the cat:
TRANS: Placard of shame: Hello, my name is Canelle (Cinnamon). Upset because my owner was going on holiday and like the good Siamese cat that I am, I peed in her suitcase!
I do hope we haven’t found any of our cats have done that!!
Although – to be fair to the cats – this is one trick they’ve never played.
Here is Bib, looking miffed.
But why is she looking miffed?
Because of this:
This is Jasper sleeping in a box.
A few days ago, Michel across the road gave us some vegetables – half a marrow, some green beans, some parsley, and lots of new potatoes, all in a box. We ate the green beans, put the marrow in the fridge (I still haven’t used it), chopped and froze the parsley and left the potatoes in the box, on the work surface. We went into the kitchen a few hours later and found Bib ensconced on top of the knobbly potatoes and fast asleep.
She had claimed the box as her own! We reclaimed the potatoes as our own, but left her the box.
Unfortunately Jasper decided he liked the look of the box, and so now there is a constant turnover of cats going in the box. One claims it (currently Bib) but at one time or another needs to get out – to eat something, to stretch, to answer a call of nature, to go for a stroll – and then another one will hop in and mount a takeover bid! So far Jasper, Bib and Pomme have been fighting for ownership of the box. Millie isn’t interested.
PS I know we shouldn’t allow cats to loll on worksurfaces, but it’s difficult to keep them off, as the kitchen is their only access point to the balcony. Be assured we use chopping boards and anti-bac spray.
A scheduled post – today is the day after my last chemo!!!
This was done for a small boy who loves cats. Chomeuse’s Chou sent me a delightful picture of his grey cat, Delilah
Chou writes “He loves his cats more than anything in the world” , (E ( some days later) TA: I’m sure Chou is very intelligent & advanced for his age, but he’s not up to writing yet. Of course, I meant “CHOMEUSE writes….”) so I sent a zentangle of a cat for him
I believe he quite liked it.
How true! My Friend Jane sent me this lovely card. It made me smile, and go to cuddle a cat.
How we (still) miss our lovely George boy, who was great for cuddling, even though we have…
Mad, starey-eyes Bib
Millie, here seen lounging behind the shutters!
Lovely, senior Pomme (getting on to 14 or 15 years old)
and into-everything Jasper