Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Guess What Mom Did

 Brody:  I know what Mom did.  She took me to the vet again.  I was weighed and had that cold thing shoved up my bum and I got shots.  You know what that evil vet lady did?  She taught Mom how to give me shots!  Yuck!

Karen Jo:  If I give you two shots a day you don't have to take your Pred anymore.

Brody: Hmmm.  I guess two little shots are better than that awful Pred being shoved down my throat and making me cough.  I don't know why I have to go through all this stuff.  I fell a little bit better every day.  This morning I almost played with Cissy.  She was playing with my tail and I kept twitching it for her.  Then she pounced me big time.  I rolled over on my back and grabbed her with my forepaws and bunny kicked her before I gave her the airplane ears and hissed and growled at her to make her leave me alone.  I swatted a toy as I went by.  I am almost ready to play again.

Karen Jo:  I'm glad to hear it.  Brody is sicker than he thinks he is.  He is a little perkier every day, but he has FIP.  There is a new medicine for FIP, Polyprenyl Immuno, and he is getting it every three days.  He is also getting his Amoxydrops until he finished the course.  The fluids are building up in his chest again, so he is getting injectable Furosemide and injectable Dex for that.  He goes back to the vet on Thursday to see how he is doing.  The vet told me that she knew a cat who lasted six months on this series of meds.
 Spyro:  I know what else Mom did, but I'm not telling.
Oja:  I know, too, and I do not approve.
 Rocio:  I know and I think it might be interesting.
 Bambino:  I know and I am really curious about it.
 Horus:  I know and I grabbed some time in the safe room while I could.
 Julius:  I know and I think it's great.
Cissy:  I know and I grabbed some time in the safe time while I could, too.  Have you guessed yet?  Mom brought home a new kitten Monday evening.  I want in the safe room to check her out so badly that I run in almost every time Mom opens the door.  So does Bambino.

Karen Jo:  I had promised to find a home for this kitten last month because I had a prospect.  She didn't meet our standards, so I took the kitten myself.  I think I better make this one the last one I take in.  The house is full.

Itty Bitty No Name Kitty:  The lady who brought me here is trying our names for me: Alison, Tabitha or Nanette.  What do you think? I have a very short story because I am only two months old.  I was caught in the Santa Fe TNR program last month and fixed.  Because I was so young, I was considered adoptable until I tested positive for FeLV.

Karen Jo:  The shelter contacted Felines & Friends Santa Fe and they contacted me.  Now she is in the safe room, mostly hiding in the closet.  She does come out in the night to eat and when I went in to feed her tonight she was up in the window looking outside.  She leaped down and ran back to the closet when I opened the door, but at least she is exploring.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Day of Hope, Day of Terror

UPDATE: I don't believe it!  I was so torn up over the appointment that I remembered the time wrong and missed it.  Now I have to wait until tomorrow.  Sigh.

Brody:  I'm feeling OK today.  I didn't cough last night when Mom gave me my medicine, but I did this morning.

Karen Jo:  You coughed quite a bit this morning.

Brody:  I didn't sleep with Mom last night.  She gave me my meds just before she went to bed and I wasn't ready to cuddle with her after that.  I did get a bit of my own back.  I bit her finger.

Karen Jo:  You bit me pretty hard, too.  I bled a little.

Brody:  Serves you right for sticking nasty things in my mouth.

Karen Jo: You have to take your meds to get well.

Brody: At least I get treats afterward.  This morning I was my old self when it came to treats.  I tried to eat every cat's treats and I got a lot.  I wish I felt even better, though.  Yesterday morning Cissy tried to play with me and I hissed and growled at her to make her go away.  I never do that.

Karen Jo:  I am all torn up about Brody.  In some ways he seems better.  He is fighting his meds harder and when Herman did that he was improving.  He won't play and I was shocked when he hissed and growled at Cissy, but that could be an improvement on just ignoring her, which is what he did Saturday.  I put some catnip out yesterday to distract Cissy and that worked just fine.  Brody watched the other cats get all nipped up, then retreated to the stroller when they started to get rowdy.  I am both hopeful and terrified of what the vet might tell me this afternoon.  Brody isn't sending me any signals that he is ready to go to the Rainbow Bridge, but that cough has got to hurt.  It shakes his entire body.  I want him to get better if he can, but I don't want him to suffer any more than he has to.  I have been going over and over in my mind what to do, but I can't decide until I know more.  It's got me tied up in knots.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Brody Is Feeling Better


Karen Jo:  I apologize for not posting again sooner.  Worrying about my little mancat has disrupted my sleep cycle and I keep falling asleep early in the evening and waking up past midnight.  Luckily I remember to give Brody his medicine before I go back to sleep again.  Now I'll let Brody tell you how he's doing.

Brody:  I feel better. I slept with Mom the last two nights, which is my usual habit, instead of on the floor next to her bed, which I had been doing when I felt really sick.  I jumped up to her bedroom window and sunned myself this morning, which I hadn't been doing.  As you can see, I'm napping up on the furniture instead of down on the floor.  As you can also see, I've been shaved on my side and on my leg.  I also have a little shaved area on my neck.  I have been begging and begging for treats and getting them, too.  I am eating Stinky Goodness, but not as much as usual.  Mom is giving me the most delicious food, just for me, though sometimes I walk away and leave a little.

Karen Jo:  Brody has lost so much weight that I am giving him all the treats he wants and an extra meal of Elegant Medleys.

Brody: The only bad thing is that Mom keeps sticking something down my throat and squirting liquids in my mouth.  I get even with her by scaring her.

Karen Jo:  Brody, you have to take your medicines.  You don't seem to mind your Amoxidrops or your Interferon too much, but you really hate your Prednisolone.

Brody:  It's awful.  I fight it so hard sometimes I start coughing.

Karen Jo:  The first time he did it, I thought his chest had filled up with fluid again, but he didn't do it again until Pred time again.  I figure that he exerts himself so much that he starts to cough.  I am hoping that this means he has pneumonia.  That sounds like a horrible thing to wish for, but it's about the least horrible thing that could be the matter with him at this point.  I have to wait until Monday to find out.

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Purrs for Brody


UPDATE:
I got home with Brody a little while ago and so far it's mostly good news.  His fever is gone.  He is eating better.  That part had me scared.  He went from 10.3 lbs on July 17 to 7.6 lbs yesterday.  He is feeling better.  He is a bit more lively than I have seen him in the last few days.  I misunderstood what the vet was saying.  She said his FeLV might have given him FIV not FIP.  That brings his chances up for survival of #6 from nil to maybe.  Of course if both his FeLV and new FIV are active now, his chances are pretty slim.  He came home with amoxicillan in case it's pneumonia, prednisolone in case his FeLV is suppressing his appetitie and polyprenyl immuno in case he developed FIV.  The bad news is that we (the vets and I) don't know what he has yet and won't know until Monday when the results of his latest tests come back from the lab.  Thank you for all the purrs, prayers, healing light and kind thoughts you have already sent.  Please keep it up for little Brody.  Cissy sure was glad to see him again.

Karen Jo: I hate to go from a party post weeks ago to a Purrs post, but I feel that it's necessary. Brody was having what looked all the world like dry retching when he went into his wellness exam on July 17.  I asked if it could be coughing, because I had never seen a cat cough and wouldn't know the difference.  The vet said that his chest was clear and for me to give him a hairball remedy.  When I went in for a consultation on Thursday about Horus, who hasn't been very nice lately, I mentioned it again and was prescribed some Laxatone and told to bring Brody in if he wasn't better in 3-4 days.  Three days ago he started acting sick and I called as early as I could on Monday to get Brody an appointment and got him in yesterday afternoon.  It wasn't good.

His temperature was 104 F.  The vet did x-rays and a large blood panel.  His albumin and red blood cells were low and his white blood cells were a little high.  He has a large amount of fluid in his chest cavity, but only one side.  She sent me to the large emergency and specialty animal hospital in Santa Fe, who kept him overnight to drain his chest and whatever else they thought necessary.  That vet said he needed more in hospital care, so now he's in his regular vet's for more x-rays and to have the chest fluid analyzed.

Here are the possibilities as to what is wrong with him, given in the order of his chances of long-term survival:

1. He had a fall and banged the side of his chest hard enough to cause the fluid to form in his chest.  In this case he will survive, no problem.  The retching was because the fluid in his chest made him uncomfortable and he was trying to expel it.

2. He has pneumonia.  His chances of a full recovery are very good.

3. He has the type of FeLV that attacks the lungs and brain and he is having a flare-up. He might survive this attack.

4 He has both the type of FeLV that attacks the lungs and brain and the type that attacks the bone marrow and he is having a flare-up.  Chances of surviving this attack much slimmer than for #3.

5.  His FeLV has given him cancer in his chest cavity.  Chances of long-term survival next to nil.

6. His FeLV has given him FIP.  Chances of long-term survival nil.

Please purr for my little mancat.  I will do an update when I get him home again at 4:00 MDT.  We may know a lot more then, or not much more.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Party On!

Bambino:  Yay!  I get to be spokescat this time.  Mom decided that since she was so late getting the word out about our big Birthday-Gotcha Day party yesterday (see previous post), we could party all day and evening today, too.  As before Horus and Spyro are hosting an outside party with hot dogs, hamburgers and steaks on the grill with grass rolling and gopher sniffing.  Oja is hosting a dignified catmint tea party in the safe room with waltz music and no rowdy boys, only gentlemen cats and lady cats allowed.  The used-to-be kittens are having a Rock'n'Roll party all through the rest of the house with THoE and King of the Mountain on the new cat tree.  There is plenty of food and drink, with water and almond milk for any kittens who want to come play.  Come on over and let's party!

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Happy Birthday, Brody and Cissy!

 Brody: Man, it sure is hard to get out Mom to blog.  She was supposed to do this this morning.  It's our first birthday today and do you know what Mom gave us?
 Cissy: A trip to the vet!

Karen Jo: It wasn't that bad.  You just got looked over, weighed and had your temperature taken.

Brody: That's the bad part.
 Karen Jo: I also got you this.

Brody and Cissy:  We love that.  Now for our party.  We birthday kits--Julius, Brody and Cissy have taken over the living room for our Rock'n'Roll party.  We have the stereo turned up and Mom filled the dining room table with goodies for us.  There's a turkey on one end and a ham on the other end and in the middle is a whole grilled salmon.  We are serving meowgaritas now that we are old enough to drink them.  We also have meow-tais and nip Russians.  We can play endless games of THoE up and down the hall and play King of the Mountain on our new tower.  There are gazillions of toys lying around and Mom has promised to work Da Bird until her arms give out.
 Spyro: Horus and I have taken over the gas grill for our outside party.  We are cooking up hot dogs, hamburgers, steaks and salmon filets.  We have a picnic cooler full of niptinis and we filled up a big metal tub with ice and nip beer.  There is grass to run around in and it's pretty long on the side of the house.  The gophers have come out since the rainy season has started, so there are lots of mounds to sniff.
 Horus:  We can poop and pee out here, too.  In fact, Mom said it would be great if we pooped in the gopher holes.  Maybe we'll have a contest to see who can drop the biggest, stinkiest load in a gopher hole.  We can play in the front yard, too, but Mom says to stay out of the street or be sent home.  I should also tell you that there is a friendly min-pin who lives next door.  He will come right up to you and sniff.  Feel free to eat as much grass as you like.
 Oja: I am having my quiet, dignified party in the safe room.  I am serving cat mint tea and sushi and tuna and salmon tea sandwiches.  There are no rowdy boys allowed and I mean it! Gentleman cats may come in and join my party.  I am playing waltzes and there is a little room to dance.
 Rocio:  I will be moving back and forth between the outside mancat party and the birthday kits party.  I am staying far away from Oja's party.  She would hiss if I stuck my nose inside the safe room.
 Bambino:  I will also be moving back and forth between the outside and inside parties.  I may even visit Oja because now that I am two, I can act dignified when I want to, which is seldom, but her noms sound good.
Julius:  I will be at the Birthday Kits party.  I wanna start up a game of THoE right now.  Come one, come all and lets party!

Update from Julius: Mom says that since she was so late getting the notice up yesterday that we can party all day today (Friday), too.  There is plenty of food and drink and we are rested up and ready to go!

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Happy Birthday, Julius!

 Julius: Today is my birthday and Mom almost missed it.  She's been saying that she would blog all day, but she is just now doing it.  I am one year old today.  I got a present.  It's an orange fish that makes noise and has catnip inside.  I love it.  We are having a really big party starting with a sleep-over tonight and going on all day and evening tomorrow.  Mom has a lot of catching up to do.

Karen Jo:  While I wasn't blogging, I missed special days for all my kitties, so we are having one huge party to make up for it.
 My Gotcha Day was March 20 and my Birthday was June 4. I am two now. I want a party with lots of THoE and rasslin' and toys.
 Oja: My Birthday was March 31.  I am four now.  My Gotcha Day was June 2.  I want a dignified party without any rowdy boys around.
 Horus: My Birthday was April 3.  I am also four now.  My Gotcha Day was April 28.  I want an outside party with lots of running though the grass.
 Bambino: My Gotcha Day was April 7 and my Birthday was July 6.  I am two now. I want a party with lots of playing and THoE and rasslin' and toys and food and treats.
Spyro: My Gotcha Day was April 24.  I want an outside party with lots of niptinis and food and chewing on grass and sniffing gopher holes.

Karen Jo:  I will see what I can do.  I will also show off the big gift that I got for all of you.  It will be one big blow-out of a party, I promise you that.