Emily and I would like you to meet Willow. Willow is 8 months old. She is a shy, sweet, fierce feline. She hissed at me the first week. However, she has since decided that I'm safe. I took this photo after I woke up from an unexpected nap on the sofa. Miss Willow was curled up beside me and purring. Emily and Willow have touched noses and played chase around the apartment. There has also been a few instances of hissing but I'm hoping they will get over that...for the most part. I hope to give a bit more details later. Work is busy and, in the past few weeks, I have had several training sessions. My brain can't take any more knowledge :)
I hope everyone is doing well.
It has been almost a month since I had to say goodbye to this little guy. Just after it happened I felt frozen. I couldn't even remember his nicknames. Then, the memories starting rushing through.
Winston was such a character. He was a spunky little dude who liked to escape into the apartment hallway and run halfway down it's length and stop to see if I was chasing after him. Winston thought it was a game. One time, a woofie came out and Winston's tail bushed up to twice it's normal size. I couldn't help but laugh.
I loved his purr. He would thank me for giving him his food. Purring, nudgin my hand before eating.
When I came home from work, I would often see him in the living room window. Probably guarding his domain but it made my heart happy to see him.
When the lockdown first started and the world seemed topsy turvy, I would wake up at night in a panic. I felt like I couldn't breathe. Then my eyes would light on Winston. He would be curled up at my feet. Sometimes snoring. Other times giving me a stinky glare for waking hime up. But just seeing hime would help me to calm down.
Just a few weeks ago, I was the computer and I felt a gentle tap on my leg. It was Winston bear wanting a little TLC. I was happy to oblige him. Those big blue eyes got me every time.
Winston loved a little game of kitty floor hockey. I would take his kibble food and try to score a goal :) If he caught the kibble my attempt at a goal was thwarted. He took this game so seriously.
He welcomed me when I came home. I don't know if anyone else was ever that happy to see me.
He was adventurous, bratty, funny, smart and a goof.
Emily and I miss him very, very much. I'm a little tired of crying so often.
Emily is extra sweet these days. I am so thankful for her.
Thank you to everyone who took the time to visit and comment on that goodbye post. Your kindness means a lot to me.
I'll close for now with this photo of Miss Em.
On Friday morning the test results came in for Winston. They were not good. He was severely anemic. His gums were white. The vet explained that due to his age and his kidney disease he would only get worse. There wasn't anything
to be done for him. I had noticed that he was eating less and less. He was listless and lethargic. The spark in his eyes and his spunky sense of fun was gone. His legs would suddenly give way. All this happened within just a few days. I didn't want him to hurt like
this anymore so I took him into see Dr B one last time on Friday. I'm not sure I can ever forget looking into his eyes and knowing that he couldn't see me any more.
The vet told me that if I had waited a bit longer that his passing would have been very difficult.
I know that I'm missing some facts here. Quite possibly I am not making much sense. My thoughts are all over the place and none of those place are good.
He was my little bear for 17 years. I spent my time, resources and my heart, gladly, to make him healthy and happy. Now I can't do that any more.
How can your heart can feel both empty and heavy at the same time.
A quick update about my little guy. It is not good news. He is severely anemic. It is causing his weight loss, loss of apetite and the weak muscle spells. I am leaving a lot of information out because I am in shock.
That, along with his age and his kidney disease, is not good. I'm waiting to hear back the vet to see if there is anything that can be done and what steps to take next.
Thanks for your kindness everyone.
A quick post for today. I brought Winston in to the vet just now. They will run blood tests and take xrays. Last night, for lack of a better word, the little guy had some sort of "episode".
I contacted the vet and when they got back to me they asked that I bring him in. Winston will more than likely spend the night there. Hopefully, they will find something that can be managed
My heart feels very empty. I hate leaving them at the vet's office.
Thanks for your time. ♥
It is a cold, overcast Sunday. There is a big pot of chicken veggie soup bubbling in my slow cooker. I am hoping that it is ready for supper. I've been craving cozy the past week. This photo is from a cabin my family rented several years ago. It was in Amish country and we enjoyed our "girl's night"!
In the last 2 weeks Winston has been to the vet's office twice. Both times they did tests and determined that he was constipated. They sent him home with the white powder they called PEG. Thankfully, it seems to be helping.
Winston will turn 17 years old this year. He has stage 2 kidney disease. I worry about him. I also try very hard to make sure he is well taken care of and as comfortable as I can make him. Just an hour ago he and Emily were fighting over who would get to sleep in the new cat carrier :)
Usually, Winston wins! This photo was taken at the vet's office. The office cat is very friendly. Sadly, Winston was in no mood to socialize!
Miss Emily makes my heart feel lighter with her silly antics! She goes crazy for the dragon fly on the wand toy. After she is so tuckered out she has to rest.
Early last week, on my walk to work, I encountered a kitty who looked quite rough on the side walk. He meowed at me and ran after me for a bit. I stopped and chatted with him. then I looked through my lunch to see if I had anything suitable for a cat to eat but had nothing safe to offer him. This cat reminded me of Hermonie Granger's cat, Crookshanks, in the Harry Potter movie. I called a rescue group for advice. I also now carry cat food in my coat pocket. I haven't seen the little guy since. I pray he just had a scap with another cat after being let outside and is now being tended at home.
Between 3 vet visits, an unexpected visit to the dentist to replace a lost filling, my booster shot and that poor feline, I am ready to enjoy some soup and read a good book. I hope everyone is doing OK. Recently, at work, someone told me that they were "pandemic fine" which I guess is as good you can hope for on some days :)
Stay safe. STay warm. Hug your felines. I am going to close with some funnies/thoughtful images from Pinterest.
Hello and Happy New Year! Wishing everyone a lovely New Year! We haven't been in to visit since before Christmas. Sigh. Our Mom gets a bit distracted sometime. Emily and I had a nice Christmas. We got a toy mouse and 3 bags of our
Late last week Winston had a quick visit to the vet. Mom dreads taking him to the vet now that she found out he has kidney issues. However, the vet told Mom that he gained half a pound! Mom was so relieved. Her heart felt a bit lighter. (Winston doesn't want you to know that he whined and complained on the walk to AND from the vet's office! Mom said she appreciated his vocal stylings! No Mom, he is just cranky and wants you to know it!)
Mom had a long weekend. However, since we are having a Covid surge again, many things are either closed or restricted. Thankfully, the park is still open! She went for a long walk on a cold, frosty morning. A long walk and fresh air revives the spirit!
Mom was surprised to see a robin in the park in the middle of January! She worried about them and gave them some granola she keeps in her purse. If the robins don't it those rascally squirrels certainly will!
Winston is now getting a few drops of Omega-3 oil (fish oil) in his daily food. The vet and Mom thought it might help him with his kidney issues.
We hope you all have a lovely day! Winston and I will close with a funny from Pinterest. Purrs,
Winston and Emily