Dear Cat

[Dogmama]

Yes; it is difficult, and I'm in denial to some degree. He's just turning 12 now, and I keep hoping that he'll be one of those cats who lives to be 20. He's mostly a really robust cat, but when he gets sick, he really gets sick....from something we haven't been able to identify. The best I can do is offer him good preventative care and keep his stress level down if at all possible. So far, all his labs, e.g., kidney and thyroid function, look good. It's his immune system I worry about.

((((Henry & Indy)))))

Been there with a dog. Wish they could talk!!!

[indysteel]

((((Henry & Indy)))))

Been there with a dog. Wish they could talk!!!

I do wish they could talk, although I suppose one of the reasons that I love animals is that they can't. There's less potential for conflict that way. Plus, DH and I would lose out on all the fun we have impersonating them. We have these super silly "conversations" with the cats. Please don't tell anyone......

[zoom-zoom]

I do wish they could talk, although I suppose one of the reasons that I love animals is that they can't. There's less potential for conflict that way. Plus, DH and I would lose out on all the fun we have impersonating them. We have these super silly "conversations" with the cats. Please don't tell anyone......

Our cats all have different voices and accents.

I hope Henry is all better. We're watching our nearly 18 year old Lola start to really decline. It's so difficult. We saw her come into the world (a former roommate's trampy kitty was Lola's mama)...so she's really like our child. I dread losing her, but know that it's not likely that she will see 2012 at this point. That makes me really sad.

[indysteel]

I'm so sorry, Zoom-Zoom. There's very little you can do it make it any easier. It's the price we pay for having these wonderful creatures in our lives. I know it's a price worth paying, but it sucks all the same.

[bmccasland]

Zoom-Zoom, I'm so sorry. I was where you are with two of my kitties last year. Christmas was difficult.


Dear Chloe,
Thank you for re-teaching me about the laws of physics. Specifically about an equal and opposite reaction. Oh, and things in motion tend to stay in motion. So I zap you with the squirt bottle to keep you out of the vase of flowers, and in your haste to vacate the counter, you knock the vase over. But we'll see if you stay out of the vase now. I'm glad you like the paper bag. Yes, I'll replace Squirrel this weekend. Two more days.

[spokewench]

For a couple of months, I had a suspicion that another cat was sneaking in the house and eating Jag's dry food. And, lo and behold, I came home yesterday from playing tennis and I was home for a bit; fed Jag his wet food, took a shower, etc. and finally was getting ready to sit down to eat my soup and boom, I hear this incredible growling and hissing and commotion coming from the back bedroom (All Jag, he is really loud when he is mad).

I went back there thinking he had a mouse cause he growls loud when he catches a mouse and there under the bed hiding is another black kitty. I've seen this lady cat a few times in the last few days outside our house. I took Jag into another room and she let herself out but not before she lost her collar. Her name is Samantha. I called the number on the collar to tell her owner that I have her collar, but no call back yet.

I sure hope she is not a stray or lost! She is not friendly and runs like heck when you get near her.

[indysteel]

Dear Henry, enough is enough, buddy. I need you to get better. I wish we could figure out what's ailing you. The blood/urine work will be back tomorrow, but it would be swell if you were all better by then. I'm otherwise going to remain a nervous wreck.

Dear Izzy, I know you're full of Izziness today, but your big brother doesn't want to play. I'm sorry, sweatpea.