So of course, I anxiously awaited all day for the call.  I could barely think and all the stress of course wore me out.  Just doing the basic functions was exhausting and of course I had a full day planned.  As it got later and later, I of course worried.  I noticed the vet doesn’t like giving bad news and seems to save those calls for the end of the day.  This time we just got lucky and he was busy.  Got the call, while watching Lost in Austen (great movie btw) and the special pills she’s taken are helping.  The vet said, “very good news, she’s improving.  This looks promising.”   Whew!  More time to enjoy my ball of white fluff.

Two of my favorite pictures of  her – in her favorite spots outside.

Not only had her eyes never opened yet, they were full of green gunk and obviously Mama knew that something was clearly wrong and she needed human help.  A very nice and caring vet tech bottle fed her and cared for her until we adopted her, which was on the first day she was available for adoption at a cat’s only vet we used to go to when we lived in another city.   I had wanted a calico and DH mentioned to them… if they happen to have a calico kitten in the future.  Well, they did happen to have a calico – named Sunshine – and she was quite a little hellion.  She never wanted to be held or cared for but over time and some persistence from us, keenly watching the cues,  she’s become a lap kitty on her terms.  Above she is cuddled on my husband’s lap.  Last night was my turn.

The funny thing is Sunshine and Emma were both not cuddly kittens, but they have an understanding.  When we moved we put them together in a crate when Sunshine wouldn’t stop shaking.  She was just shaking like a leaf, nervous about leaving the only home she had ever known at that point.  When I went back to check on them, I found Emma with her arm around Sunshine comforting her that things would be ok.  They were just fine and obviously now with both their lap kitty status, they decided things are ok.  So really two nice stories today.  Have a happy day!

This poor gentleman is about 18 years old.  I say about because when I adopted him they told me he was 2.  The vet said more like 8 and he’s lived with me at least 10 years.  About 6 years ago, he bacame a an insulin dependant diabetic.  Well, that meant two a day shots for the last 6 years and he did well.  The problem happened about 2 weeks ago.  We found him in diabetic shock.  I got him stable with Karo syrup laced tuna.  After this event, I popped him right by the vet, where a series of pokings and proddings happened.  The verdict?  He’s a healthy as a kitten.  All his organs are working great and the pancreas has decided to start working as well.  Now he does have diminished site and a bit of arthritis, but really he’s healthy.

I’ve been checking him the past two weeks with an blood sugar meter and only one time has he had to have a 1/2 dose of insulin.  Other than that his blood sugar has been spot on.  Talk about an amazing kitty.

I know today is Cat’s on Wednesday, so today is Shadow.

Well the test results are back and they found nothing wrong.  That means he has the exact 3 symptoms that Chrissy had when we found the cancer.  The big difference is he put on about 1/4 pound, so that is an improvement.  We talked to the doc and he said to just watch him and if he looses anymore weight to bring him in for an x-ray.  I’ll keep you all posted

Coco in black and white -

Max in black and white -

Sophie in natural color -

Emma says “that’s close enough, thank you very much.”

“Really Coco – I don’t have Tuna on my breath.”

“Honestly dog, you are a pest. I’m trying to nap here.”

My little acrobat.

So not much going on tonight.  We’re just having some nice chicken noodle and hanging out watching movies.  I have to rest up for the sale tomorrow at The Fold.  We’re getting there early to hopefully get in and get out.  I still don’t know what I would like, but I do have a few ideas.

Our last whisker’s on Wednesday is celebrated by Madison… who was enjoying some winter sunshine.

I realized we had no Saturday Sky yesterday, so I’m here to give you Sunday Sky, but since it’s below 0 and the windchill is something like -32 out… I took it from a window in the house at a different angle attempting to stay warm.

We had the fireplace on today and Honey did her best to warm the belly…

Madison preferred to hole up in a hidey hole.

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