Mancat Monday for Real

Hahaha!  My silly Mom tried to skip Sunday again yesterday.  She hates Sundays.

Karen Jo:  I don't hate Sundays, but they are really hectic at work and I do wish I could skip them sometimes.  I was tired and there are two important phone calls I have to make on Monday, so I guess I had Monday too much on my mind.

I am telling Mom that I want more treats, but she is ignoring me.  I don't really pester her about it.  There is one side effect, though.  When she was filling me up with treats every night, I let her sleep in the morning because I wasn't hungry for breakfast.  Now I am back to getting her up at dawn to be fed.

Karen Jo:  I don't really mind, because you let me go back to sleep after I feed you.  You are eating more of your cat food now, too.  You completely cleaned up your Medley both last night and tonight. Both Teri and Simba have suggested that your Prednisol might have something to do with your weight gain.  The good news is that we are going to try to wean you off the Prednisol in a couple of months.  We have to wait because the company who made Centrine has stopped making it.  When you run out, we are going to have to see how your poop does.  If you go back to pudding poop or worse, there is another medicine we can try.  We want to get this settled before we start messing with your Prednisol.  You are doing so well that we don't want to upset things any more than we have to.

Karen Jo: Emma was looking straight at the camera when I aimed the camera at her, then turned her head as I framed the photo.  At least she held still as I snapped the picture.  She really cleans her dish of Stinky Goodness.  She is nibbling at the Kitten Chow, too.  I think she is getting  used to Herman.  He really talked and talked to her this morning through the door.

I wanted to know why she didn't want to come out of that room.  I couldn't wait to get out of it.

Karen Jo:  You were an only kitty then and you had been cooped up for months.  Emma was only at the shelter long enough to heal up from her spaying.  She feels safe in her room and she's still not quite sure of you.

She's not very much scared of me any more.  I walked into her room and drank her water and talked to her a little bit and she just lay on the couch and even closed her eyes like she was going to take a nap while I was there.  That looked boring, so I left.

Karen Jo:  I was very pleased to see that interaction.  I think things are progressing very smoothly.