Tuesday, March 28, 2017

The Request of Urinalysis


Test results came back that I am doing essentially - well - other than my kidney level being on the high end of normal.  Because of this, as a precautionary measure and to rule out that I am not going into kidney failure the vet has requested a urinalysis.

This sounds painful upon learning the explanation of this and reading about it online: 


http://cats.lovetoknow.com/cat-health-health-problems/understanding-cat-urinalysis

To all my prayer warriors out there - please pray for me, my strength, and my health.

Thank you. 



Saturday, March 25, 2017

Check Up!

One year ago, I went to the vet for a check up, and started acting lethargic for a couple of days after...it alarmed my ma because it wasn't the typical post-vet lethargy. 

She brought me back to the vet, and after some tests were done, I was diagnosed with Congestive Heart Failure.  I have since been on medications and have visited the doctor many times this year for follow up echo cardiograms (ultrasounds), ex-rays, blood tests... so exhausting.

I used to never fight to get in to the carrier. Back in Florida, it always meant we were visiting someone fun who would play with me! Now, it just means I am going to the doctor.

Today was my annual physical and shots appointment.  The doctor also took my blood just to see how my organs are handing all the medicines I take.

We will find out the results on Monday.

Stivali went to the vet with me for her check-up, too.  Doctor said she is doing great... just a little opinionated about the situation. She wouldn't stop talking during her exam. :)

Please pray for us, thank you.


Wednesday, March 15, 2017

My room with a view...

Stray Cat View.
For two days it has been snowing where I live. I stare out the window and enjoy the view.

It seems to be windy and chilly, and I am not begging to go out there…

In a couple of weeks, it will be 10 years since I found Mamma.

10 years.  For about 8 months (or it coulda been a year, I am not sure about the timing), I was a street cat before she let me in to her warm farmhouse. I am very blessed.

My breed on average lives 12-15 years, I do not know if that is because of heart conditions (typical ailment of my kind) – as that seems very young to me.  We are meant to endure weather conditions, but it sounds like not for very long.  Sad to know it is imminent.  I think of Nonno Tony – my mamma’s father.  He is 74 years old, and still so active and energetic.   He too has a sickness, and it doesn’t let him down, it doesn’t stop him from working every day as a carpenter – he enjoys it.  He is my inspiration to take my medicines, to exercise daily a little, and to make sure my mamma is happy.

For example: I jump on her head in the early morning and wake her.  I lick her forehead if she doesn’t fully wake upon my jump.  She says “no” and “stop” but always follows both words with loving pets, so I continue to lick her and paw her hair until she says, “no” and “stop” again so that I can get a few minutes of those fabulous pets before she falls back to sleep.  If I feel restless, even if it is 4:30 or so in the morning, I pat her head again with my paw, and if that doesn’t stir her from her slumber, I will lick her forehead again, or move down to her cheek… it is a routine I repeat until I can get into my little nook to be held like a human baby and be pet until she gets out of bed to feed me…

I know this morning ritual makes her very happy.

I do not mind when it snows, it forces her to stay home, and that makes me very happy.

A little robin outside my window. 

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Happy March

Today is a beautiful day in March.

As you may recall, I lost my balcony privileges a while ago.

Today is a beautiful day in March.

My mamma goes outside, to take out the garbage, to leave for a Starbucks, to check the mail, to check the weather… and on a beautiful day in March like today, why can’t I join her?

My sister, Stivali, sits by the window, soaking in the sun, all the while, not having the desire in her heart that I do. I want out. I want to get outside. I want to be out. To feel the wind on my face, the grass on my paws, the cool air on my fur, and the warm sun on my back.

Today is a beautiful day in March.

Maybe you got to go out there and experience it for yourself.  Maybe, just maybe, I will, too.




All day long, I have sat by the screen door in hopes that I could will it open, or sneak out behind my mother…
Sigh... the life of an indoor Maine Coon.