Thinking Thursday...

Ramses here, just popping in to let you know that I'm still on the meds, but doing ok and getting lots of love from My Mummy as usual... :)

However our lovely kitty sitter Unca' Pete's kitty Jordan is a desperately sick girl and is currently having a biopsy to see if what the Vets suspect is correct as she has suddenly developed a lump in her abdomen and is off her food and being sick... All here at Lovelynx are purring for her as you can imagine and Unca' Pete too as he is so worried for her and is suspecting the worst! :( Since Auntie Gina has cracked her ankle bone and can't walk far, she can't come see Unca' Pete this weekend, so My Mummy is going her level best to fill in for her and give Unca' Pete a shoulder to cry on as needed. It makes me so cross that some people don't understand how real kitty lovers bond with their kitties and suffer real worry, sadness and profound grief when they are sick or worse as in Jordan's case... At least My Mummy is not one of those people - well she wouldn't be My Mummy if she was! ;)

Since there is nothing any of us can do but purr like crazy for Jordan, My Mummy is doing something positive (with our help of course) as you will see from the new link banners we are all flying for the Scottish Wildcat Association on our bloggy pages. Please take the time to learn more about these wonderful wild cousins of ours, as they are really Endangered and need our help and support if they have a chance of survival! There are only about 400 of them still in the wild and a few more in a captive breeding program, where they are hoping to have kittens that can be released back into the wilds from soon. They can be found on FB, Twitter and all sorts of other Internet places now, as the campaign to bring more public awareness of their plight starts to take shape. Since My Mummy is a Feline Studies student and has actually worked hands on with a part bred Wildcat and a number of other Wild Cats over the years she is probably going to be one of the contributing writers to their up coming newsletter too. So do please take the time to do your bit for our Wildcat cousins Felis silvestris grampia, fly a link banner, become a member or make a small donation - you know it's worth it!

Triumphant Tuesday! :)

Well it's certainly a triumph of sorts as today I finished the last of my auntibiotics, so no more nasty pills getting shoved down my throat for at least a bit now! :) However I'm still having to take this stuff to help stop the tummy upset and to make the good little bugs grow back in my belly again... It's a little less yuck than taking pills, but only a little less!

I have certainly stopped loosing weight, however Mummy has yet to weigh me to see if I've started gaining back a little of the kilo that I lost while sick - yep that's a whole 8-9 week old kitten's worth of weight, so far too much for a usually fit, healthy and athletically built mancat to loose suddenly like I did... Now it's just a case of paws crossed that the auntibiotics have killed off the nasty bugs in my belly and that over the next week or two I can wean off of the yucky gloop that is supposed to help me regrow good belly bugs without a relaps. If there is a relaps then it will confirm My Mummy's worse nightmares and I will have to take a treatment that is highly risky, so paws crossed that I'm actually over it and I will be feeling myself in a couple more weeks! :)

Waaa... Wednesday

Right now I'm kind of a sick boy and having to take a lot of auntiebiotics (the auntie no one likes, as I see it), so for now I won't be around much as My Mummy is having to concentrate rather a lot of time and attention on me to get me better once more. The good thing is that I'm only 6 yrs old and pretty healthy, and My Mummy seems to have caught this before any real internal damage was done (paws crossed), so I have a reasonable chance of a full recovery. However she is all too aware that cats can and do die of this problem as it's very hard to catch, ID and cure - I guess it's lucky for me that My Mummy is very vigelent (not much sneaks by her), even if it does mean being pinned down and forced to take auntiebiotics a few times a day! That's the bit I hate, but My Mummy is doing her level best to make up to me by giving me only the bestest, yummiest chickens to eat and I can sleep on her bed all I want too! :)

One minute I was my normal self, the next I was one sick kitty... I gather I even have to try and gain some weight, once I'm better as it was a sudden weight loss that triggered My Mummy to realise I was masking the fact that I was sick from her. I've now had the lecture about naughty boys hiding things from their Mummy's always getting found out anyway 'cause Mummy's have special senses! Hubert the vet was impressed too as he thinks he'd have missed it himself had My Mummy not bought it to his attention. Well there you have yet one more reason why she's My Mummy, she just knows me far too well to miss even something as subtle as this parasitic gut infection...