I'm OKAY!!!

I am much better now. I have a very good appetite and just feel much better. It was a rough time there for a while, but really, I am OKAY!!!

My mom says that the phone has been ringing a lot lately with people worried about me. I think they must be new in the neighborhood because I don't recognize them and then they look at the tag on my collar and call my mom. They usually say that I look malnourished or that I haven't been home in a while.

I know Rex cats are very weird looking and I am probably one of the weirder ones. But really, I am okay.

My mom wonders why no one reads my blog. Then they would KNOW!

But she also appreciates the calls in a way because if there really was something very wrong with me she feels reassured that someone will call. I heard she and dad discussing something about "repeat bloodwork" last night - I hope it's not that needle-sticking in my arm thing again but I guess it probably is. Oh well.

Such is the life of this Rex cat.

How many lives do we get again????

I think that most cats get 9 lives, or so I have heard... but sometimes I think I must have more than that... and I will explain why here today.

A couple of weeks ago I found something TOTALLY AWESOME on the cupboard while mom and dad were out - it looked like dry food (my favorite "bad" treat!) but they were longer and slimmer... pointy. Of course I didn't chew it (I never bother) - so just wolfed them down - DELICIOUS!

When my mom and dad got home they said that I had "gotten into" something called "roasted pumpkin seeds" that was going to part of THEIR dinner (which makes me wonder why they don't share more often... after all, I am a member of this household!) - but oh well, "He will probably barf them up later".

Well, barf them up I did. Whole. Along with my breakfast. I thought everything would be fine after that - I mean, what's a cat without a little barfing??

Strangely the next day I barfed again... started to not feel so well... but I endured and kept right on eating my dinner, begging for more, all of the "normal" stuff that I always do.

But then 4 days later I felt really like crap and wanted to hide. I didn't come home that night and my mom worried. I finally came in for breakfast and went about eating as usual, but I guess I was a little slow... I barfed again... no food this time... just some yellow crap... I went to my hiding spot again outside. It was really hot and I felt like crap. I didn't come home for dinner. I knew my mom was worried (she kept calling me) but I just thought I would be fine if I could just sleep here a little...

I came home that night around 11. I could hardly move - I don't think I've ever felt this awful before... I would like to eat but I can't... yuck, yuck, yuck. I want to die, whatever that is... have I spent all my lives already? Don't some cats get one more?

My mom, who is a vet, was really worried gave me some fluids under the skin because I was so dehydrated. She stuck something up my butt and said I didn't have a "temperature" - oh man, I felt like crap and those fluids were really awful. I drank a whole bunch of water.

I slept all night in one spot in the kitchen. My mom didn't get any sleep because she was so worried... I think I must have barfed again... all water. Oh crap.

Then she and dad put me on a table and did something else - "drawing blood" - I think she almost fainted when she saw that the blood was yellow-tinged and separated out really fast - "OMG it's his liver!!!!". She sent it off for analysis... and gave me an acupuncture treatment.

Later she stuck that thing up my butt again and said that I had a fever!!! She gave me some homeopathic medicine - those little sugar pills (yuck) - Phosphorus 200c - just in case I still had some of those pumpkin seed things still in my stomach or intestine... this would help it to come out - and maybe help my liver too.

The blood results came the next day - liver problem, maybe a blockage... and something called a high white count - maybe bacterial? so vague these livers... I think this is when she started me on an antibiotic.

I don't know if it was the homeopathy, the acupuncture or the antibiotic but I started to feel better pretty soon. They gave me baby food (yum) and I ate just a little at a time.

That was last weekend... so far this week has been a little up and down. I lost a lot of weight and still feel weak. Mom and dad imprisoned me in their house for a few days which was okay, but really, I get off on being outside so eventually they let me.

I like that my mom worries about me and can help to fix me... I know she worries that she cannot do everything.

It's okay. I love her. And dad.

Fingers crossed that I have a few lives left... and will be around to skulk around your house once again, lovely neighbors!

Is It Summer Yet?

Yesterday was such a beautiful day. I sat in the sun, I jumped around the driveway, I visited the neighbors, I saw some squirrels and birds. Such a life for a cat.

I LOVE to roll in the dirt!! It feels so good!!!!

But not everyone thinks that I am looking so good although I feel great! Neighbors call very concerned that I am not well cared-for. Of course I want them to think that so that they feel sorry for me and feed me some tuna!!

I also wish they would read my blog. Then they would KNOW.

I am very well cared for, thank you very much.

I just like to get dirty, like to get my body in the dirt, like to kind of mix it up in the neighborhood. I'm sorry if it offends you or you think less of me or my peeps.

I am doing the best I can with what I got.

Animal Planet

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QfOp2yAtlZo

I don't watch much TV - in fact I kind of hate the noise of it and how it interrupts my inner "wha" so to speak.

Anyway, they did have this one really great show about Devon Rex cats on it. We are exactly like this, especially Sabine - will give you all a better idea of why I am the way I am on so many levels.

Except that everyone, even Auntie Connie noticed that I am actually a half-breed. Bigger than these imp-y things, but my mom looked exactly like this.

One guy on the show - my mom keeps calling him "Nick" has an accent very similar to where my breed originates from - my mom says she knows him from vet school where he was a professor of anesthesiology (that's when they gas you down) and now he is kind of famous for something else - using drugs to help cats - I DON'T NEED NO STINKIN' DRUGS NICK!!!

And our eyes do not look the way they look because we don't have hair on our faces, that is just dumb - they are very special eyes...

THE DOG

Did I mention that we have a DOG??? I can't believe it happened but my mom and dad supposedly "rescued" him from a weird situation. He was found wandering around in Hillsboro (wherever) and some people found him and tried to find his owners. He was probably dumped (LOL) and then he stayed with that family for a while but they had other dogs (yuck) and teenage boys and it was too much I guess (whatev).

So then we got him - crap - I HATE dogs.

He is a dork. He likes to go through MY cat door and run out and bark at stuff at all times of the day and night. But he is too stupid to get back IN the door so he just barks. I am so embarrassed by this because although I meow a lot (and have been known to talk to myself for period of time (well, I am interesting, yes?) he is so loud that it bugs people.

Probably completely un-trainable but my mom and dad somehow tolerate it. He sleeps in a cage at night so that Sabine and I can be alone in the bed with mom and dad - thank GOD!!!!

I have an abscess!!!

I have this really odd thing on the left side of my face and neck - my mom calls it an "abscess" but I call it a pain in the you-know-what!! It got pretty big the other day and my mom thought she would have to do something called "lancing" it (whatever) but instead she gave me one of those homeopathic remedies. After she gave it to me the abscess- thingy got bigger and bigger. It felt weird to me but you could see it getting bigger (this is what I have been told) and my mom seemed happy so I just kind of went with it.

Pretty soon (like within a human half-hour) it had opened up and was draining - I know this is gross and probably too much information BUT I immediately felt so much better!!

My mom cleaned me up and put a bandage around my neck so that I wouldn't scratch at it and so that you neighbors would know that I was being taken care of, but now I am not wearing the bandage so you might see me with this little hole in my neck with some stuff draining out if it.

Not sure how this happened. Maybe I got in a really BAD fight with one of the neighborHOOD homies like maybe Buddy or that new cat... Wallace? What a sissy name... heh.

My "Little" Sister

Well, she is not really my little sister but she sure is ugly!!

Sabine is a full-bred Devon Rex cat (not a half-breed like me!) - my mom and dad adopted her from someplace called an Animal Shelter some time last week. I don't remember how it happened but all at once there she was. I couldn't believe how small she was and kept staring at her.

She hates me though. Whenever I get anywhere near her she growls. I just want to see her and maybe get to know her a little. I am told that we are the same age so who knows? Maybe she is "The One"!!!