My 7 month old kitten with a cu-tip habbit decided to open the medicine cabinet, and pull out every cu-tip there. Lana-bean! *chuckles* She is a very resourceful girly.
I swear she's part ferret.
Back from H.V.H. (Vet). My girl has a small mitral valve leak. The doctor said that her heart is normally formed. She's just got a wee leak in the valve. She will not need any special method for Anesthesia for her spaying, but it is something that we need to keep an eye on with her regular vet visits yearly.
Oh, and she's 6.7 pounds now. My little-big-girly! :D
Just got back from the vet getting her last booster shot, and her rabies. So, no more shots for a year. She still has her little heart murmur, which is about a 1 on a scale of 1 to 5. I have to schedule three months from now her ECG (electrocardiogram) So, that we can get a baseline for the murmur, and to see if it's heart disease, or just some genetic defect in one of her valves. We also need to know this before we put her under to get her spayed. The vet says she looks great.
Yah, Lana-bean! :D
Sleepy time bath... *chuckles*
Front & Top
Darcie was infamous in her time, and went by many nicknames. Dar-Roo, Dar-Cougen, Dar-Dar, Fuzzy Girl, and Girly. Most of you may recognize her from the “Furry Fury” episodes. She loved basking in the sun where ever it could be found. Her favorite treat... Moist Whisker Lickin's tuna flavor. Her favorite toy... A balled up piece of paper whacked, and chased around on the kitchen floor. This was a sight to see, and often left observers laughing madly. She loved snuggling in the laps of her loved ones, and often came to bed to snuggle during the night. Darcie was an awesome bedtime snuggler. She loved laying in your armpit with her head on the pillow (or your arm), and tucked under the covers. She had a purr so loud it often kept you awake, and sounded similar to a pigeon coup. No Joke. When Darcie growled she sounded like a small cougar. Hence the nickname Dar-Cougen. Beautiful girly... She was a fighter to the end... Our little trooper. You are already missed, sweety. Love You, Forever.
We took her in for her appointment yesterday, and had the x-rays done. She has Lymphoma. It’s so advanced it’s riddled through her entire body (including her lungs). There is no treatment our veterinarian can offer other than treating her for pain to try and make her comfortable. She also gave us a number for an oncologist. To get further information. So, that we are making the informed, and right decision. Our veterinarian gave us her condolences, and handed Darcie’s x-rays to me for review by the oncologist. If Darcie is treated with chemotherapy it might help her to live another month. Not much of a quality of life on chemotherapy weekly, in my opinion. Plus they can never fix her paw. The cancer has eaten away at her paw, and it’s set in her lymph glands. I see no point in chemotherapy, or anything else invasive. She would die on the table, because of how cancer riddled her lungs are.
I just want to make her as comfortable as possible with what time she has left with us.
She has an appointment tomorrow to get her right front leg X-Ray’d. She doesn’t seem to be in pain, but the leg is getting worse. She’s not using it as much, and she is scooting around on three legs carrying the other. Darcie isn’t as fast as she was with four legs, but she’s still going up and down the basement stairs over four times a day (on three legs). She isn’t behaving like a wounded animal. She’s still eating, drinking, and going to the bathroom normally. Darcie isn’t as physically active, but scooting around on three legs is a little more tiring.
She is officially 15 years old.
I've been working on this one lately... It needs a little something more.
Darcie (my cat) her leg isn't getting any better. Along with the 1 ml twice daily of the antibiotic she sleeps more often now. A little more distant, but I suppose that's due to her not feeling good. I brought her breakfast this morning, so that I could give her medication right after. She's been mostly curling up in her soft, comfy bed with her green towel-y. We've decided to get x-rays of the leg before dealing with her hard nipple. Her nipple just isn't bothering her. Besides she's 15 years old now, and any surgery is going to be hard for her to go through.$1.00 (1280x960)
We took her to the veterinarian today. Her limp just got a bit worse today, and we just couldn’t bare watching her limp around anymore. It tore at us. It was sad.
The doctor says she can’t feel anything wrong with her leg either, but she did find that one of her nipples was swollen, and a little discharge was around the nipple. Could be she’s limping because she has a REALLY sore nipple, and her front leg is rubbing that area when she walks (etc). She is on antibiotics twice daily for a week, and warm compresses have to be applied to her nipple at least once daily. I’m going to try for at least two daily for the compresses.
Bad news... If the nipple doesn’t go down, or if it goes down, but comes back after two weeks... We will have to schedule her for surgery to have it removed. This bill is roughly $600+. This makes me VERY anxious, and sad.
I hope this goes away permanently.
Darcie says she loves the kero-heater by her bed. LOL
*** Larger photos are located on my Photoblog. Under "My Stuff" to the right there, down a bit.
Since being sick I've been spending more time near the bed, or in bed. Resting. Over the past couple of days Darcie has felt more comfortable, or should I say, grown more courageous. She's taken to coming into our bedroom (Arrow's territory) to sleep on the bed. She's been hesitant at doing this in the past, because Arrow would chase her out. He feels it's HIS territory, HIS space. For the past two nights she's been sleeping in the bed with us, along with Arrow. I'm happy the cats are finding a neutral ground, and are open to redefining their personal space.
What is Darcie doing right now? She's all snuggy laying on our bed. Snoring away next to me.
Operation - "Never leave a man behind!"
Our attempt at rescuing General Puddy from the evil Neuter-Nazis has been successful. However, his 'guys' have fallen in battle. We now have a brief moment of silence for his fallen comrades.
Ok! General Puddy is now recuperating in the lap(s) of his allies, and is doing well. He will return to 'Fort Bag' after napping to taking over the world when he wakes.
Arrow, is playing in his bag with his green guy (bird).
She has a Veterinarian appointment today at 2 p.m. for blood tests to make sure her thyroid, kidneys, and other are still reading normal on her Methimazole. And she needs a nail clipping.
Update: Now we wait for her blood test results. And they didn't clip her nails.
Update 2: Vet called back saying Darcie's readings are normal. Yah! Now we don't have to get her blood checked again until 6 months from now. Wee!
Yesterday was a bad day for the girly. She was restless, and seemed lethargic. She ate less, but still ate something in the morning and in the late evening. Not sure what that was about. But I'm hoping it was just that she is at the end of her liquid Methimazole. You know how liquids tend to become sedentary the closer they are to being done.
Anyway, I'm sitting here waiting on them to deliver her next bottle. It better come today, or tomorrow will be without medicine. Not the fault of us that her Methimazole is late. Stupid Veterinarian, and the stupid Pharmacy in NJ. Two heads that don't seem to know what the other is doing.
She seems to be doing better today. At least she purred while eating some of her breakfast this am. She wouldn't purr, or make eye contact yesterday at all.
Update: Woohoo! Medicine is now here. No more worries for girly.
Received a call from the Veterinarian concerning Darcie's blood results. She says that she is on the correct level of liquid Methimazole, and her thyroid and kidneys read normal. She needs to be rescheduled for another thyroid test in a month and a half. We are happy for the girly.
.5ml Methimazole (liquid twice daily)
Animax Ointment (3 drops in each ear twice daily)
Where is she right now? Happily napping on my lap.
It's been two weeks...
We took her in for her thyroid blood test. We also asked if they could take a look at her ears again. We tell the tech that for the past few days she's been really nauseated in the morning. She will only eat dry food for now. Her wet food is a little too aromatic for her at this time. Just happy that she'll eat her dry food. Besides, it's enough to sustain her.
We wait, we wait.
The tech brings her back out rather quickly, I thought. We ask. "How did it go?" The tech says, "Just fine. No troubles. Of course she growled, but she was fine." They took her blood, and checked her ears. I notice that the tech has a tube of what looks like more ear medication. I sigh. This time it's for two weeks, and this stuff is to break up what the other medication didn't do. It's called Animax Ointment. They really want to break up the wax build up in her little ears. We wait 24 hours now for her thyroid blood tests to come back, and we talk to the Veterinarian then.
A short video from Saturday evening before dinner... My Little Cougar! Awww...
Arrow_PenPlay He's so cute.
For the past few mornings she's been nauseated. Throwing up foamy liquid. She hasn't really been digging her Salmon moist chunks as she normally did at first. She wouldn't touch it today. So, I just gave her a bowl of her dry Eukanuba. She ate a good portion of it. She either is no longer fond of the Salmon, or she just wanted dry food today. She's been a little more cranky over the past few days also. She's probably just not feeling good as a reaction to her Methimazole. Something I'll have to talk to the Veterinarian about tomorrow when she goes in for her blood work up.
We awaken at around 4 a.m. to find Darcie on the bed at our feet. We were surprised by this really. We never figured she would do this, because Arrow usually sleeps with us. She's not completely keen on the boy yet. He's rough, he's inconsiderate, and he frankly just doesn't care if you aren't in the mood. So, she lays at out feet growling off and on at the little guy when he is being too frisky. (I should say, little guy, because he's over 5 pounds of male kitty trouble. I would growl at him too, if I were a female cat. But then... I already growl at him when he over steps his bounds.) We tried to drift off back to sleep. Again with the growling at 5:45 a.m. This time Arrow is completely frisky, and annoying. Darcie is protecting the bed, and trying to keep Arrow from pouncing onto it. Guh... That's it. No point in trying to sleep longer. I get up, and call them out to the kitchen. I make Arrow his breakfast first, and close the door to the bathroom. He doesn't like it when Darcie stares at him while he's eating. Odd, because he LOVES to stare at her when she's eating. I can hear him inhaling it. *rolls my eyes* I make Darcie her breakfast and put it down for her. She's a dainty eater. Very slow. She likes to chew her food. I make coffee while waiting for them to finish. What a morning.
Well, the girl and boy met for the first time today. Face to face. It went well considering. Her age (14) and his (4 months). Slight spitting and growling. Now wounds. Just intimidation by both. More so on the older cat, Darcie (female, 14 years old, my cat). She's been with another male cat, but Arrow is much more dominant than he. Darking markings, more dominant in hehavior. He's very manly for a young 4 month old male cat. He's not neutered either, so that has a slightly larger play in them gettting along. KC, Darcie's prior buddy was neutered. He died two years ago. Not sure if she remembers it at all, or him.
Darcie Marie <-- Video of Darcie my 14 year old female calico. A hint of her temperament.