Walter, except for his proclivity for nipping, is an affectionate cat. We spent a little quality time together this morning on the side porch steps.
Delta has been recovering from an injury to her right elbow. It’s been about a week and a half since I noticed her not using her right front paw. To help her recover, she spent a week in Rossie’s cage to limit her movement (not usually a problem with Delta anyway, but she had started to hide, and I wanted her hiding in a safe place). Dr. Valeri examined her and believed it was a soft tissue injury, but she offered to do x-rays to confirm. I asked if it would change the treatment any, and it wouldn’t have, so I didn’t worry about x-rays. Delta got a narcotic pain medication injected that was supposed to last for three days, and we had to give her an anti-inflammatory for three days. After three days, she didn’t seem any better, so Mr. L brought her back in. She got a steroid shot. After a week, Delta was hiding less and a little more active. She wasn’t limping as badly, and she had begun to put some weight on the limb. I took her in for a follow-up on Friday, and Dr. Val agreed she was on the mend. We hope to have Delta back at full strength soon, but you know how those injuries can nag when you get a little older.
Walter is extra attentive around the first of the month. It’s as if he knows it’s time for his monthly dose of Revolution. Revolution is especially important for outside cats, because it protects them against fleas, heartworms, roundworms, hookworms, and ear mites. All these parasites can make an outdoor kitty’s life miserable. Most cats aren’t wild about me applying this chemical to the back of their necks, but Walter welcomes it. He stands there purring and talking to me while I apply it for him.
Since Zelda won’t let me near enough to touch her, I talked to Dr. Val about what we could do for Zelda. We decided to try Comfortis. I crumble it in Zelda’s wet food and mix it in. Last month, she picked it out, but I added another can of food and mixed it in, and she ate it. This month, it’s all gone in one try. It doesn’t provide protection as comprehensive as Revolution, but it meets my key concern for Zelda’s comfort and health.
We’re checking in late, but there’s nothing new to report.
Rossie puts herself to bed if I am not there to tuck her in at 8 pm. She likes routine. Sapphire hangs out with Sneaky during the day. Mr. L is doing his best to earn Daisy’s affection, and she spends most of her time upstairs in his room, so he may be having some success. I’m the meanie who makes them do things they don’t like to do, and he’s the nice guy.
Ajax and Lady have been demanding of attention. Tarzan does, too. Delta, at certain times and places wants her fair share. Ruby is around. Daphne is Daphne.
Zelda is usually under the back porch or my truck. She paid a visit to our neighbors earlier in the week. She sometimes disappears for a day, but I don’t think she goes too far, and I think it’s more I don’t see her than she disappears. Walter is usually on the side porch in the morning, and as long as it’s not too late in the day, I can call him up from under the house. I’m not sure where he spends his afternoons and evenings. Everyone seems healthy and happy, and that’s what I care about most.
August is Walter’s month to visit Dr. Valeri for his annual exam and vaccinations. He was officially due next week, but yesterday, he was being exceptionally affectionate. Until I brought the carrier over. Then he was under the house so fast, I blinked and I missed him. He has a strong desire to be petted, so he wasn’t too hard to coax back out. I managed to get him in the carrier with only minor damage to me from a scrabbling kitty claw.
Walter talks non-stop when I’m out with him, and once he’s in the carrier, that talking becomes yowling. He yowled in protest most of the way to the vet clinic. By the time we arrived, he was down to a constant complaint. When we got there, a racing greyhound who’d just given birth to 8 pups and had one stuck in front of us. I tried to explain to Walter that his problems were nothing compared to hers.
The greyhound went to her exam room, and we were escorted to us. We weighed Walter (10.11 pounds — he looks and feels bigger). His temperature was normal, and the tech examined some scabs where I think Walter’s been getting beat up — he’s kind of a wimpy kitty. Then, we settled in to wait for Dr. Valeri to finish taking care of the greyhound emergency.While we waited, Walter crouched on the exam table, and I created a human cave for him to feel safe in. He talked nearly constantly but in a conversational tone. I petted him and he purred and talked while we waited for Dr. Val.
When Dr. Val was ready for us, Walter was a very good patient. Dr. Val’s only concern was if Walter was scratching or not, but I’ve never seen him scratching, so we think he’s just getting beat up. I don’t think either of us like that idea, but Walter is an outside kitty, and there’s not much we can do about it.
When we got home, I set the carrier on the ground and opened the top. Walter quieted immediately, stretched up while I petted him, and he looked around. After about 30 seconds, I let him go, and he hopped out of the carrier and disappeared.
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Daisy’s post-spay instructions said to keep her indoors for 10 days. It’s been an interesting experience. I was concerned about what Lady would do. I needn’t have worried. This kitten, who cries at the window to go out, has a growl equivalent to a cat three times her size. She … Continue reading →
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