Monday, June 10, 2019

And there were 7: RIP Sable

Dearest Friends,

It is with a heavy heart that I must share the sad news of Sable's passing. Sable crossed the Bridge on Tuesday, June 4, 2019. Mom held him through the entire procedure.

Sable joined our family on October 18, 2001 as a "free kitten." Two little girls were trying to find a home for him (his siblings had found homes.) Although mom wasn't looking for another kitty, she felt like she needed to take him. It was getting close to Halloween and Sable was solid black; those two things can end up badly. Mom got a box from the store and put Sable in it. She placed the box on the passenger seat and by the time she walked around the car to get into the driver's seat, Sable was already out of the box and sitting on the dashboard!

Although Sable was a "mama's boy," he would nap with her dad in the afternoon. He would sleep with mom at night and wake her up with his his meowing and poking her with a paw. Over the past year he had started sleeping on mom's head. Seriously. She would get in bed, get comfortable as a side sleeper, and Sable would curl up on her head/face. She always had her blanket over her head when Sable would do this.

Mom knew Sable's health was failing. His kidneys were going bad, his coat wasn't as shiny as it used to be, and he slept more and more. Mom found Sable in the kitchen late in the afternoon on June 4. He was facing the wall between the washing machine and the garbage can. Sable was meowing, but it was a different sound than his normal meow. He would take a few steps forward and bump the wall, the back up and do it again. His hind quarters were slumped and his feet were sliding when he walked.

Mom called the vet's office and told the she thought it might be time to say farewell to Sable. She and her brother went to the vet's office. Sable struggled when mom was wrapping him a bath towel. He eventually worked himself out and pooped on the floor of the SUV. While waiting for the vet to come into the exam room mom noticed that Sable's eyes were 100% dilated. Dr. S. watched Sable attempt to walk (the slipping of his back feet continued). When he sat down, she moved her hand in front of his eyes. There was no reaction. Sable was now blind. That explained the distressed meows and the walking into the wall. It was time to say goodbye.

Sable's loss has hit mom every bit as hard as mine did. She had raised both of use from kittenhood.

Ann from Zoolatry sent mom this beautiful memorial. Please feel free to share it if you want.

August 2001 - June 4, 2019

With much love,

Angel Clarissa

Saturday, May 18, 2019

Happy News and Scary News

Happy Caturday!!! I'll start with the happy news!

(1) Mom lost her bar tending job in March. (Yes, I know that isn't happy news.)

(2) Mom worked an eight day temporary job the paid $15/hour. Most of the days were typical eight hour days. However, near the end of the job she volunteered to work two 10 hour shifts and one 12 hour shift. She said that the long shifts weren't hard, but the eye strain was bad.

(3) Mom is now working for one of the rental car companies located at the airport. Her job title is transporter; people return a rental car at the airport, it gets checked in, then mom moves it to the cleaning area. After she drops off the car, she picks up a clean car and moves it back into the rental area. If there is no room for dirty cars in the airport lot, she takes them to the back lot, which is close to the airport. She has driven so many different makes, models, and sized cars. She doesn't care for the smaller cars like Ford Fiesta, Nissan Versa, etc. The big trucks and Jeeps sit too high for her to climb into. She's good with most SUVs, vans, and regular cars. She has gotten to move several Dodge Challengers (she loved those). Her favorite SUV has been a Lincoln.

(4) The job is part time, 4 days a week/7 hour days. The pay is only $9/hour, but it will do for now as mom continues to look for full time employment. She likes having a set schedule. She works 12pm-7pm. That's the hottest part of the day. A van is provided for the transporters to sit in if business is slow.

Now for the scary news...

Daisy had quite the ordeal at the vet's office on Thursday. Mom had taken her in for her senior exam, blood work, and getting a urine sample. The procedure that was used to get the urine sample is called cystocentesis. Daisy has had this done in the past without complications. She did well with it, but when the technician tried to get the blood sample, Daisy started panting and went in to respiratory distress! The halted the blood draw, gave Daisy oxygen, and ended up putting her in an oxygen chamber until she was breathing normally. While she was resting on her side, the vet took a chest x-ray to see if Daisy had fluid in her lungs or chest cavity. She did not, thank cod! Once she settled down, I was able to bring her home. Mom looked up the procedure on line. This is what she found:

There have been reports of death occurring in cats, soon after cystocentesis (drawing urine from the bladder, with a needle). It is suspected that in some cats, this procedure can trigger a "vagal response" - causing a rapid drop in heart output, which can cause cardiac arrest and death. 

That's exactly what the vet said. Also, she said it is a rare occurrence. Dr. C made a note in Daisy's chart to NOT have that procedure done again. Daisy might not be so lucky the next time.

Daisy is going back on June 6. Mom has to give her a half capsule of gabapentin 2 hours before her appointment. This appointment is to complete her blood work. Paws crossed that all goes well.

Angel Clarissa

Wednesday, April 3, 2019

Good Mews!!!

Dearest Friends,

From our household to yours, thank you all so very much for your kind words of condolences for our loss of Jazzpurr. It means so very much to us. We wish we had an answer to why we've lost so many furbabies over the past 3 years. Most of them have been kitties well into their teens. Some have had cancer (Spunky, Memphis, and Puff). Others have had CRF (Clarissa, Fiona, Fred, and Lily). Johnny had liver problems. Batman had saddle thrombosis. It seems that the losses come in waves.

We want to give a big thank you to Ann for making this lovely memorial for Jazzpurr.

And now for some good mews! Mom helped a kitty get a new forever home!!!

One of the regulars at the bar/club where mom works had an adult male cat that she wanted to rehome. Kitty was 1.5 years old, not neutered and never had a visit with a vet. The woman said if she didn't find a home for him soon, she was going to put him outside when the weather warmed up. Mom said she would take him even though she really didn't want another cat at this time. Mom picked Bandit up from the lady last Wednesday. Bandit got a clean bill of health for our vet, and he was scheduled to be neutered today. Since we have Samantha, who isn't spayed yet, mom couldn't bring Bandit home. They lady who had him said she would keep him one more week. Mom picked Bandit up yesterday and dropped him off at our vet.

Bandit's neuter was this morning. Mom got a call letting her know that he was fine and could come home later in the day. Mom ran some errands then went to get Bandit. The receptionist asked one of the techs to get Bandit. One said something that she didn't quite hear. The receptionist said, "Jennifer said you can't have him. She's taking him home." Mom said if Jennifer was serious, she would be glad to let him go home with her.  Mom explained the situation that Bandit was coming from and why mom was going to take him. Jennifer said she has been looking for the right cat for over a year, and she fell for Bandit the minute she saw him. Bandit will be an only cat. That made mom happy. She was afraid he would have a hard time adjusting in our house with 8 other cats.

We are sending a big thank you to Jennifer for opening her home to this sweet, handsome boy!

Angel Clarissa & Co.

Monday, April 1, 2019

And then there were 8: RIP Jazzpurr

Dearest friends,

It is with a heavy heart we share the news that Jazzpurr (Jazz, Jazzy Girl, All that Jazz) crossed the Bridge on Wednesday, March 13, 2019.

Jazz joined our family in October 2004 (along with her foster pal Serendippity). Jazz was a beautiful tortiseshell cat. She had a very dense coat and she loved to be brushed. We assumed that she got her name from the loud purr that she had. The last few years Jazz became a lap cat. Normally she was content to lay on the top of the cat tree and accept pets, brushing, and claw trims. Her personality was sweet; she just didn't was to be held and snuggled. Over the past 6 months Jazz had taken to sleeping on the kitchen floor in front of the refrigerator. Mom said warm air would blow out from the bottom. When mom would be making coffee, Jazz would get on the counter top and do her happy dance. Mom says that's the hardest part of her being gone. Mom misses that morning greeting.

Jazzpurr was 16 years old.

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

And then there were 9: RIP Puff

Our Puff crossed the Bridge on Saturday, February 16. Puff was having difficulty walking. Puff had walked rather stiff legged (hind legs) for years. Mom figured he had arthritis in his hips. He was still able to jump onto mom's bed, and he would still get on the top level of the cat trees.

Greg (mom's brother) called on February 13 to see if she made it safely to Dayton, OH. During their conversation he mentioned that Puff was "walking funny." Mom mentioned the stiff legged arthritis walk, but he said this was different. She told him to keep an eye on Puff, and that she would be home on February 15.

When mom arrived home, Puff was sleeping in the cat bed that's in the living room. He woke up long enough to acknowledge her arrival but he didn't get up to greet her. Later that night Puff finally got up to get some food. His gait was definitely off. It's hard to describe it. It wasn't as pronounced as Batman's issue with the saddle thrombosis, and he didn't cry when he walked (which Batman did). Mom thought it could possibly have something to do with his kidneys (he was almost 16). She decided to take him to the see the vet on Saturday.

Mom got him in her lap for a bit on Saturday morning (February 16). She noticed that his back feet were cold. Something was going on with his circulation. The vet said she could feel a pulse in his hind legs, but it wasn't strong. She listened to his heart and said the beat was "thready". When she palpated his abdomen she said she felt a mass. It wasn't poop backed up. She strongly suspected it was cancer. Mom's eyes started leaking and she said she didn't have the money to run a bunch of tests. Dr. G said she didn't think it would change the outcome even it mom did have some tests ran. It was with a very heavy heart that she chose to let Puff cross the Bridge.

Mom said that she held Puff while paperwork was being readied. He had his purr motor on high. She buried her face in his fur and cried. He only purred louder. (Mom is crying right now). Puff's crossing was gentle. A private cremation was chosen and his ashes were returned later in the week.

Puff joined our family, along with his 3 siblings and Batman, in June 2007. Batman was 5 years old, Puff, Spunky, Panda, and Ginger were 4 years old. Panda crossed the Bridge in April 2013. Spunky crossed the Bridge in October 2017. Batman crossed the Bridge in June 2018. And now Puff. Ginger is the only one left from the "Cleveland Cats".

With love to all,

Angel Clarissa

aka Capt. Puff "Puffypants" McPufferson

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

Hellos: Samantha; Farewells: Fiona

Hello Friends,

We don't know where the summer went, but it's gone. And mom hasn't help us post since mid-July. We hope all is well with you. Mom is still bartending part-time while she continues to look for an office job. She as been unemployed since the end of March. It frustrates her because she thinks she might be a "victim" of age discrimination. Possible employers can't ask her age, but when they read her resume and see how long she worked (almost 28 years at the same institution) they figure out what her approximate age is. It's not fair, but she knows it happens.

We welcomed a new member to our family. Mom was waiting for her brother to come out of Walmart (he works there) and she heard a tiny meow. There was a wee kitten in the parking lot, sitting by mom's SUV. Mom tried and tried to snag that baby up, but it would run under a car parked across for mom. But you won't believe what happened. The lady put her groceries in her car, and as she was getting into the car to leave, mom told here there was a kitten beneath her car. This angel lady had cat food and a carrier in her car. She was able to snag the kitten while it was eating. She put the kitten into the carrier and mom and our uncle took the kitten to the 24/7 vet.

The kitten is a girl and our uncle named her Samantha. She is solid black with a floofy tale. Mom says she is medium hair kitty. The vet said Samantha was approximately 12 weeks old at that time. She also tested positive for FIV. The vet said she might shed that virus and to retest at 6 months of age. This was on July 29, 2018. She is due for retesting and has an appointment at 7:30 this evening. It is also going to be a pre-op test for her spaying. She has been making up to Cash and he doesn't have a clue (all of our kitties are spayed or neutered).

The problem mom is having is trying to catch Samantha. She has two speeds: fast or asleep. She runs anytime mom or uncle get near her. Mom said she acts like a semi-feral kitty. Samantha had a 9:30am appointment yesterday, but mom cancelled because they couldn't catch Samantha! Our uncle caught her once, but she is strong and got away from him. He has scratches on his arm from her leaping out of his arms.

We also have a bit of sad news. Our feisty sister, One-Eyed Fiona, crossed the Rainbow Bridge on Thursday, November 1. She was diagnosed in February with kidney issues. She ate the prescription food that some of the others eat. As winter turned to spring, spring into summer, and summer into fall, Fiona was losing weight. She spent more and more time sleeping. Her last day and a half was spent sleeping in our uncle's chair. When she tried to get out of the chair on Thursday morning she fell to the floor. She was still breathing, but she was so weak she couldn't stand. She laid there with her eyes closed. It was time to say goodbye. Fiona's passing was peaceful and we thank the staff at Jefferson Animal Hospital for their kindness. The staff put her in a sealed box so mom could take her body to our regular vet for cremation. Mom picker up her ashes yesterday. Fiona is home.

We aren't exactly sure how old Fiona was. Mom adopted her in February 2005. The shelter said she was probably 2 to 3 years old. We estimated her age to be around 16. Fiona bit mom 3 different times over the 13 years she was with us. Once was the day after she joined the family. The second time was a month ago. The third time was a week ago yesterday. Fiona was feisty up to the end.

Our typist (aka mom) needs to get ready for her physical therapy appointment. She has bone spurs and arthritis in her right shoulder. The PT has help her so much!

With love to all,
Angel Clarissa

Monday, July 16, 2018

Checking In

I thought I'd better check in and let you all know how the crew and mom are doing. It's a mix of good and bad, so sit back and enjoy the reading.

Bad news:  Mom left her job at Walmart after 2.5 weeks. She trained as a cashier, but all of the twisting and turning and standing in one place for an 8 hour shift was too hard on her. She got along with her co-workers and didn't have a problem with the customers.

Good news:  Mom has a job as a bartender at a local American Legion Hall. She really likes it. So far the mixed drinks have been simple: whiskey/water, screw driver, gin/tonic, beer. It's only part time and it's not enough to pay the bills, but it's better than nothing. Mom is hoping that she will get more hours once school starts. The bartender who trained her is a school teacher.

Bad news: The air compressor went out in Mom's car which meant no air conditioning.

Good news:  The air compressor was still under warranty (it was put in last November). There was no charge to replace it.

Bad news: The air conditioner in the house died on July 3rd. It was too old to be repaired. The unit was 31 years old. It served them well. Yes, we went 14 days without air conditioning with temps in the 90s and the heat index being 100+ for several days. Cost to replace: $6000.

Good news: The new central air unit was installed today.

Cat news:  All of the kitties made it through the 14 days without air conditioning. They slept on the floor in front of the fans, or stretched out in the hallway. For some reason the hallway never got as hot as the rest of the house. Ceiling fans ran 24/7. Windows stayed open 24/7. It was rather miserable to be honest.

Sable has a vet appointment for tomorrow morning. He has a winky eye. Mom thought she has some ophthalmic ointment that had been prescribed for us, but she was wrong. However, she did find some cat meds that we no longer need. They aren't expired, so mom is going to donate them to our vet's office. One of the vets treats shelter cats and she will use donated meds for them.

Last but not least, we want to thank Ann from Zoolatary for making this wonderful graphic for Batman:

Angel Clarissa