Thursday, 26 September 2013


Ava, washing off the vet-stink

Well I was back at the vets today, this time with Ava and Sofia for their boosters. A couple of months late- oops, but within the 15 months they recommend the max to be. Whilst at the vet I confessed my utter failure yesterday administering the Panacur. The vet just laughed and sold me some Milbemax instead... PILLS!!!! Praise be! Twice the price but worth every penny. The Panacur won't be wasted, I've used it on my kittens before. They don't protest as much as the adults do!

Have I mentioned I love my vet? I love my vet!!!

She even did Ava and Sofia then and there, so all I need to do is give Theo and Inds a pill each and then do Theo's three times a day liquid. He took it well this morning, and by well I mean at least half of it went where it should have gone and I didn't have to change my top, which is an improvement on yesterday.

Ava and Sofia were also weighed, it being 13-14 months since the last. Good results both, Ava has put on about 200g and Sofia lost the same amount. Ava is still slinky at 7.3lbs and Sofia still a bit tubby at 9.13lbs (yes I know I'm mixing my lbs and kg...) but neither are worrisome now. Very pleased!

Indigo still isn't calling... come on girl, I want my babies!

Wednesday, 25 September 2013

Theo today

Believe it or not, he's actually looking a hundred times better than yesterday. He's still a bit of a mess though isn't he??

The meds to quell the nausea/ stop the vomiting have done the trick, he's been eating and drinking and it's staying put. The stuff to soften the bowels was also EXTREMELY effective at around nine o'clock last night... my goodness me was it. Hm. He hated taking it, and his fur is all clumped and matted where he resisted it with everything he had, but it worked. poor Theo!

anyway he's much more comfy now, and is sleeping curled up and peaceful instead of in a poorly, exhausted crouch. Hurrah!

Not so hurrah is administering the meds. This morning more went over me/ up the wall/ all over the floor than actually in his mouth! An improvement in technique is sorely needed I suspect!

Tuesday, 24 September 2013

Thank goodness for insurance...

Theo is ill. Basically he's having another flare up of his gut issues, but it's worse than it's ever been and he's been having them more and more again after a lull of several years. It's got to the point now where he is going to have to have tests to confirm what the vet feels is an inflammatory bowel disorder. Damn. Probably won't be before Christmas though as he's got to have a special diet for months first to see if that helps. No more Whiskas, no more treats. Oh, he's going to love me.

He's been particularly unwell this weekend. He's now dehydrated from repeated vomiting, and that's caused constipation so he's doubly uncomfortable. I could tell he's lost weight in the past few weeks and indeed he has, half a kg which is a lot for a cat.

Oh, he looked a sorry sight tonight... there's no photo today. He'd jerked away as the blood was being taken,  so his skin was torn and his fur was matted with blood. He had five or six lumps in his skin, where they had injected the fluids, with wet fur plastered over each lump. And all round his mouth and down his bib was the spat out remains of a noxious sticky substance he was given to loosen the bowel. He scratched the vet for that one which shows how utterly enraged he was, he's usually so careful to retract his claws with people.

He's had meds to stop the vomiting and quell the nausea and has to have multiple doses of another noxious fluid over the next few days to soothe and coat his oesophagus which is red raw and bleeding from all the retching. I'll have to wrap him to do that, as I can't see him tolerating it. I'm not starting it till tomorrow though, tonight he has a look in his eye that says DONT YOU DARE, and to be honest, I don't... he's been through enough today.

He also needs three days of worming treatments, not because he has them but because they won't take him for tests unless that box has been ticked, he'll also have to have two weeks of antibiotics to tick that box too, although not until his tummy has settled down. Eventually I'll need to take him to a veterinary centre in London and what they will do is anaesthetise him, put a camera into his stomach and intestine, have a good look around and take several samples to test. They'll also scan him for tumours but I AM NOT THINKING ABOUT THAT LA LA LA LA LA anyway the vet doesn't think he has cancer she is sure it's IBD

Oh, and the cost of all this? well I paid £350 today, the tests will come to at least 2.5k... yes...and then there may be meds on top. And all I can say is thank the heavens for insurance... otherwise we'd be selling the furniture because we love our funny furry little gentleman. as it was, I gave vent to my feelings by buying some new cat toys, you know, because we don't have an awful lot of those.

The funny thing? After days of being totally listless, Theo perked right up at the vet and sashayed around covering the whole room in floof rubbing up against it, was super friendly and chatty with the vet (until she started poking him) and generally acted like there was nothing wrong at all. Made me look like a total liar. Of course since coming home he's flopped again and is looking more sorry for himself than ever, except for aforementioned glint in his eye.

Oh Theo! Get well soon, little man!

Sunday, 8 September 2013


Theo wonders whether Indigo has ever heard of personal space, as she takes up three quarters of the bed he was previously occupying quite happily. Hint, Theo, she hasn't. She tried to sleep on my face earlier.

Oh, that's an old freezer drawer, by the way. My cats are deprived you see, and they don't have any comfy beds, or toys, or good food or... yes well, my cats will kip anywhere. That drawer is on my desk, so is a prime piece of real estate and there's usually someone occupying it. The only cat who doesn't go for it much is Sofia, and that's because when she wants to sleep she wants to SLEEP thankyouverymuch, not be constantly woken up by strokes, chin rubs and head scratches.
(I can't resist. That trilling sound they make when they wake? Best sound ever.)
Have a lovely week!

Wednesday, 4 September 2013


Well. Gosh. It has been a long time since I posted last hasn't it? Sorry about that!

The big news is that Indigo has been doing this:

Take me! Take me nooowwwwww!

and screeching and rolling and flirting and piddling everywhere for the past week and a half. She's stopped now, so we're waiting for her to start again so I can take her off to stud! Hurrah!

Poor Theo. For the past week he's had Indigo's bottom thrust at him. He's given the obligatory sniff, licked her head and then padded off in a confused but amiable fashion, whereupon Indigo chases him and repeats the procedure! Theo's neutered, but clearly this hasn't deterred Indigo.

When on heat she barely sleeps (nor do I, she is LOUD) so today she's tired and tetchy. There's been hisses and snarls aplenty today at poor Sofia, who can't understand why she's gone back to being antagonistic after a week of flirting.

Other than that all is normal (lol) here at Indikon. Theo still goes out a lot, but mostly within calling distance. He comes with me to hang the clothes on the line and to garden, and it's really rather nice having an outdoor cat. Indoors would still be my choice but Theo is happier now and has almost totally stopped spraying. Next stop is a cat flap, as I'm up and down all day opening doors for him!