19-OCT-2015
Blackie Monitors the Yard
Blackie monitors the yard from behind a piece of yard art. He was watching dad pull Panthor in from her outdoor enclosure before rain moved in. He looks like a small fellow here, but he's actually rather large, just lean, and totally ruthless in a cat fight.
22-OCT-2015
Mom Helps Me Eat
I had a routine appointment at the vet's office this afternoon, but moments after leaving I developed a blood clot and lost use of my forelegs. They actually went cold!
Fortunately, mom almost immediately noticed that something was wrong and drove around the block back to the vet's office. They gave me fluids and kept me warm while the clot apparently dissolved on its own.
Although I survived the initial problem, I was still weak when we got home. Mom helped me to the dry food bowl and propped me up with her knee while I ate.
27-OCT-2015
Steps to Help Me Get Down
While I slept in dad's office chair, mom used storage containers to create steps to help me get down--my legs still weren't working well so jumping down was not an option.
23-OCT-2015
In Dad's Chair
The morning after my blood clot, I was still in bad shape and mom did not know if I would make it through the day. Dad was out of town, so us girls--mom, me, and sister Panthor--were on our own.
I made my way to dad's basement office and mom lifted me up into his chair. It's one of my favorite places because dad holds me in his lap or across his chest just as long as I wish.
Throughout the day dad talked to me on the cell phone every so often so that I could hear his voice. This helped rally my spirit and brought me back from the brink.
23-OCT-2015
Our Friend Dahlia
Dahlia is our friend who watches over dad's son and his family in Minnesota. That's where dad was visiting while I was having my problems here in Colorado.
She looks very similar to me, although she does not have the brown highlights on her chest and forelegs. She helped comfort dad while mom and me took care of things at home.
23-OCT-2015
Peeking Out After a Long Day's Rest
I rested most of the day while mom fed me every so often and kept me warm with a heating pad and blanket. By that evening, I poked my head out and was much more alert.
We animals, I think, are more resilient than humans because we don't feel sorry for ourselves. We're just in the moment, whatever it is.
24-OCT-2015
Deep Healing
The next day, with one of dad's shirts as a blanket and the heating pad underneath, I fell into a deep, restorative sleep.
24-OCT-2015
Much Better
By that evening, I was able to hold my head high while monitoring the living room from my cat bed.
27-OCT-2015
Deluxe Facial Massage
Enjoying a deluxe facial massage courtesy of mom's loving care. You can see my white undercoat in this photo. Yes, I am a black cat with a white undercoat with brown highlights on my chest and forelegs.
03-NOV-2015
Loves Me Some Catnip
Sister Panthor has (ahem) gained quite a bit of weight, so mom and dad bought her a larger carrier to take her to the vet. They put a comfy bed inside and sprinkled it with catnip in the hopes that she'd be attracted to the carrier and thereby become comfortable with the arrangements.
Hahaha. Guess who explored it first and claimed ownership? Me. Me. Me. I loves me some catnip!
04-NOV-2015
A Girl Needs Her Rest
I need to recharge my batteries a lot these days. I am spending more time alone in my basement bed, but mom and dad often check on me. Here I am taking a morning snooze on the living room couch, with another one of dad's shirts as a blanket.
05-NOV-2015
This Bed is Mine!
Sister Panthor has taken over mom and dad's bed. Perhaps this is why she wasn't too interested in the new cat carrier. Here she is snuggling up with a "cigar" toy stuffed with catnip.