Dear Friends - Fellow Felines, C-A-N-I-N-E-S and Humans!
It breaks my heart to tell you this, but I must. My little sisfur, Pixie, left for the Bridge just before three o'clock this afternoon. I told you last week that she had become very quiet and subdued. Mummy was still administering the infusions, the antibiotics and even managing to sneak her other medications into her food, but nothing helped. Pixie was just fading away before our eyes. She became so thin, she was all fur and bones. Mummy kept grasping at straws - everytime Pixie got up to go of her own accord to her food bowl (of dry food) or went to the bathroom, or ate some Fancy Feasties, Mummy convinced herself that Pixie was starting to get better. But then Pixie would just lie down again on the bed (or, more often, under the bed) or crouch, as if she was in pain, or sit staring into the distance, until finally, the day before yesterday, Mummy realised that the kindest thing she could do for Pixie, would be to be help her to the Bridge.
I want to tell you all, Pixie and I had a long talk last night, after Mummy went to sleep. I think Pixie knew that today would be her last day with Us. She told me she had been trying very hard, for a long while, to be strong for Mummy and for Me, because she knew Mummy's heart would break if Pixie were to leave Us, and she knew how lonely I would be without her, but she simply didn't have the strength to fight any more. She was so very, very tired. She had tried to whisper this to Mummy, but she wasn't sure Mummy had heard her.
Not eight hours have passed since Pixie went, but already, I feel so lonesome. I know she's in a beautiful place now, where she'll make lots of new friends and also meet some old ones. I'm sure our dear, dear friend, Admiral Hestorb, will be one of the first to greet her, and Mummy's first pussycat, Minxie, who sent Pixie and Me to Mummy over sixteen years ago - and Mummy thinks that her own Mummy, who crossed the Bridge many, many years ago, will also come and keep an eye on Pixie. And, of course, the Great Cat in the Sky who made us all, will watch over her.
But oh! kitties! I miss her so much...
Friday, December 23, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
A Last Minute Reprieve
On Monday, Mummy took Pixie to the V-E-T. Last Shabbat, She decided it was time, so we had a very tearful weekend - and on Sunday evening, She didn't go to her usual choir practice because she was so unhappy. And She took the day off work on Monday, so as to spend the whole day with Pixie. She had intended to ask the V-E-T to come here so Pixie could cross the Bridge surrounded by her Family - but when She spoke to him on the phone and voiced her concerns that She might be making the wrong decision and was thinking of herself rather than Pixie, the V-E-T said She could bring Pixie to him and he would be able to tell if she was in any better shape than she was on her last visit. That was Dr. Shimon, who is the third V-E-T at the clinic. So Mummy put Pixie in her carrier on Monday afternoon and whispered to Me (Possum) to say goodbye to her and called a taxi and went off to the V-E-T (half way across town), accompanied by her own Daddy, because She said she couldn't face it on her own.
Well, Fellow Felines, I waited and waited - and a few hours later, back She came, with Pixie, curled up in her carrier - still alive and miaowing! I was fur-labbergasted! And so relieved!
Pixie told me that when they got to the clinic, Mummy still couldn't come to a decision and the V-E-T (not Dr. Shimon, but Dr. Adrian, who is the head V-E-T, Pixie thinks) asked her if it would make it easier for her if She knew Pixie had moved into Stage 4 of her illness. Mummy said yes, so the V-E-T stuck a needle into Pixie and took some more of her blood. Mummy sat outside and waited with Pixie while Dr. Adrian took care of a C-A-N-I-N-E and then he checked the results of her blood tests and lo and behold, Fellow Felines! Not only had she not moved up into Stage 4 - she had actually dropped down into Stage 2!!! But - and this is a big BUT - she had a very high white blood cell count, showing she had an acute infection of something. He didn't know of what - but it could be treated with antibiotics.
So Mummy decided that if Pixie wasn't in immediate danger of succumbing to her kidney disease, and if the infection that was making her so miserable and even more off her food than usual could be treated with a 2-week course of antibiotics, then She wasn't going to give up on Pixie just yet.
Pixie also says the V-E-T felt her chest and back and tummy and said he could feel what seemed to be a big tumour - but he couldn't tell exactly where. Then he added that it might not actually be a tumour, it might be that one kidney had grown to compensate for the loss of the other. At least, that's what Pixie thinks he was saying, she was just so relieved at being able to come home again with Mummy, she wasn't taking everything in. At any rate, the V-E-T said he couldn't be sure without doing an ultrasound, but he couldn't do it on the spot, it has to be by appointment and he had an emergency case of a C-A-N-I-N-E just come in. So Mummy brought Pixie home and She has said She won't be carting Pixie back off to the clinic to do an ultrasound. If it is a tumour, there's nothing that can be done about it anyway. Pixie is sixteen and a half years old and an operation would kill her as surely as cancer would. So She's just going to give Pixie her antibiotics and other medications and as long as she doesn't seem to be suffering, we'll just take every day as it comes and spend as much time together as possible.
So now Pixie is having antibiotics in liquid form twice a day - and Mummy is having much more success administering them than she is having with all the pills - about which She is having to be very creative.
Pixie did seem to be a bit better - but yesterday and today she has been very quiet and subdued. She has taken the sad, sad news about our dear friend, Admiral Hestorb, very hard - as have we all.The Admiral was a tower of strength for Us - when I, Possum, was sick last year and now, when Pixie needed encouragement. We shall miss her sorely.
Well, Fellow Felines, I waited and waited - and a few hours later, back She came, with Pixie, curled up in her carrier - still alive and miaowing! I was fur-labbergasted! And so relieved!
Pixie told me that when they got to the clinic, Mummy still couldn't come to a decision and the V-E-T (not Dr. Shimon, but Dr. Adrian, who is the head V-E-T, Pixie thinks) asked her if it would make it easier for her if She knew Pixie had moved into Stage 4 of her illness. Mummy said yes, so the V-E-T stuck a needle into Pixie and took some more of her blood. Mummy sat outside and waited with Pixie while Dr. Adrian took care of a C-A-N-I-N-E and then he checked the results of her blood tests and lo and behold, Fellow Felines! Not only had she not moved up into Stage 4 - she had actually dropped down into Stage 2!!! But - and this is a big BUT - she had a very high white blood cell count, showing she had an acute infection of something. He didn't know of what - but it could be treated with antibiotics.
So Mummy decided that if Pixie wasn't in immediate danger of succumbing to her kidney disease, and if the infection that was making her so miserable and even more off her food than usual could be treated with a 2-week course of antibiotics, then She wasn't going to give up on Pixie just yet.
Pixie also says the V-E-T felt her chest and back and tummy and said he could feel what seemed to be a big tumour - but he couldn't tell exactly where. Then he added that it might not actually be a tumour, it might be that one kidney had grown to compensate for the loss of the other. At least, that's what Pixie thinks he was saying, she was just so relieved at being able to come home again with Mummy, she wasn't taking everything in. At any rate, the V-E-T said he couldn't be sure without doing an ultrasound, but he couldn't do it on the spot, it has to be by appointment and he had an emergency case of a C-A-N-I-N-E just come in. So Mummy brought Pixie home and She has said She won't be carting Pixie back off to the clinic to do an ultrasound. If it is a tumour, there's nothing that can be done about it anyway. Pixie is sixteen and a half years old and an operation would kill her as surely as cancer would. So She's just going to give Pixie her antibiotics and other medications and as long as she doesn't seem to be suffering, we'll just take every day as it comes and spend as much time together as possible.
So now Pixie is having antibiotics in liquid form twice a day - and Mummy is having much more success administering them than she is having with all the pills - about which She is having to be very creative.
Pixie did seem to be a bit better - but yesterday and today she has been very quiet and subdued. She has taken the sad, sad news about our dear friend, Admiral Hestorb, very hard - as have we all.The Admiral was a tower of strength for Us - when I, Possum, was sick last year and now, when Pixie needed encouragement. We shall miss her sorely.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Weekend Update
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here. Pixie had a very bad week. On Tuesday, our Human made good on her threat to take her to the v-e-t to have her teeth and gums checked. The v-e-t said he couldn't find any problem there. There is some plaque on her teeth but not that much, nor could he find any mouth ulcers. He gave Mummy some appetite-enhancing capsules for her and told her to open them and mix the contents with Pixie's food. He also gave her a prescription for three different kinds of medication, some to be taken as often as three times a day! But the appetite-enhancing medicine made Pixie throw up and she refuses to take the other pills. Mummy doesn't know what to do. She says Pill Pockets aren't available in Israel, so she tried to concoct some homemade Pill Pockets, by wrapping the pill fragments (like, a quarter pill 3 times a day) in smoked salmon. But Pixie got suspicious and refused to take the bait. And when she tries to force them down Pixie's throat, Pixie just spits them out. I used to do that too, when I was sick last year.
Pixie wants a word now. Over to you, Pixie.
Pixie here, Fellow Felines!
I think Mummy is trying to poison me! She took me to the v-e-t and he said I was in a very bad way. It's true, I was feeling very bad. My tummy hurts a lot and I often feel nauseous. He gave her some medications for me and a prescription for 3 other kinds of pill. He also gave her a very tasty new kind of food for me but he said only to give me a little (because it's not food for kitties with kidney disease, it's food designed to trick a kitty into eating). Well, Fellow Felines, when we got home, she mixed an evil-tasting powder into the food and because it was something I'd never tasted before (it contains pork!) and also, because it smelled so good, I fell into the trap and ate quite a lot of it before the taste hit me! Fellow Felines, it was awful! It made me feel really sick and I vomited the whole lot.UGH!
The next day, she came home with three different kinds of pill, white ones and pink ones and orange ones - and a thingy for slicing them, because I'm supposed to have a quarter white pill twice a day, a quarter orange pill three times a day and a third of a pink pill three times a day. That's a lot of pills. She tried forcing them down my throat, because of course, I wouldn't take them. She knows I spit them out, so she has tried holding my mouth shut for a few minutes. But I outwitted her. I held them under my tongue and then, when she let me go, I spat them out. A couple of times, they partially melted in my mouth and I might have swallowed a bit.
She says that if I take them, my tummy will feel better and I won't feel nauseous. Today, she tried to trick me again. She offered me little rolled up balls of smoked salmon. But I won't fall into that trap again.I remember that white powder.
Fellow Felines, as Possum has told you, I have had a bad week. Often, I feel a bit better at weekends, because Mummy can spend lots more time with me and feed me several times a day, smaller amounts, but I feel I may be called to the Bridge much sooner than we all thought and hoped. In case I don't get a chance to talk to you again, I want to tell you all how much I love you and value your Friendship.
Possum here. Pixie had a very bad week. On Tuesday, our Human made good on her threat to take her to the v-e-t to have her teeth and gums checked. The v-e-t said he couldn't find any problem there. There is some plaque on her teeth but not that much, nor could he find any mouth ulcers. He gave Mummy some appetite-enhancing capsules for her and told her to open them and mix the contents with Pixie's food. He also gave her a prescription for three different kinds of medication, some to be taken as often as three times a day! But the appetite-enhancing medicine made Pixie throw up and she refuses to take the other pills. Mummy doesn't know what to do. She says Pill Pockets aren't available in Israel, so she tried to concoct some homemade Pill Pockets, by wrapping the pill fragments (like, a quarter pill 3 times a day) in smoked salmon. But Pixie got suspicious and refused to take the bait. And when she tries to force them down Pixie's throat, Pixie just spits them out. I used to do that too, when I was sick last year.
Pixie wants a word now. Over to you, Pixie.
Pixie here, Fellow Felines!
I think Mummy is trying to poison me! She took me to the v-e-t and he said I was in a very bad way. It's true, I was feeling very bad. My tummy hurts a lot and I often feel nauseous. He gave her some medications for me and a prescription for 3 other kinds of pill. He also gave her a very tasty new kind of food for me but he said only to give me a little (because it's not food for kitties with kidney disease, it's food designed to trick a kitty into eating). Well, Fellow Felines, when we got home, she mixed an evil-tasting powder into the food and because it was something I'd never tasted before (it contains pork!) and also, because it smelled so good, I fell into the trap and ate quite a lot of it before the taste hit me! Fellow Felines, it was awful! It made me feel really sick and I vomited the whole lot.UGH!
The next day, she came home with three different kinds of pill, white ones and pink ones and orange ones - and a thingy for slicing them, because I'm supposed to have a quarter white pill twice a day, a quarter orange pill three times a day and a third of a pink pill three times a day. That's a lot of pills. She tried forcing them down my throat, because of course, I wouldn't take them. She knows I spit them out, so she has tried holding my mouth shut for a few minutes. But I outwitted her. I held them under my tongue and then, when she let me go, I spat them out. A couple of times, they partially melted in my mouth and I might have swallowed a bit.
She says that if I take them, my tummy will feel better and I won't feel nauseous. Today, she tried to trick me again. She offered me little rolled up balls of smoked salmon. But I won't fall into that trap again.I remember that white powder.
Fellow Felines, as Possum has told you, I have had a bad week. Often, I feel a bit better at weekends, because Mummy can spend lots more time with me and feed me several times a day, smaller amounts, but I feel I may be called to the Bridge much sooner than we all thought and hoped. In case I don't get a chance to talk to you again, I want to tell you all how much I love you and value your Friendship.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Breakfast in Bed
Greetings, Fellow Felines! (and, of course, our C-A-N-I-N-E and Human Friends)!
Pixie here, to tell you, I have been threatened! Yes, I have! Yesterday, our Human threatened Me with a return visit to the V-E-T to have my teeth and gums checked! What's more, she said that if I don't eat, she'll have to get appetite-enhancing pills from the V-E-T and make me swallow them twice a day!
Well, I am here to tell you, Fellow Felines, that I will not be coerced! I made that very clear to her yesterday. As a result, she went to bed very upset and with leaky eyes.
But this morning, I woke up in quite a good mood - and hungry. I think she could sense that. She mixed up a couple of tablespoonsful of my moist dietary food with about half a teaspoonful of FF Chicken Feast to improve the flavour and aroma, making sure there was plenty of gravy and before serving it up to Me, she put Possum's food on the balcony. He went for it and Mummy shut him on the balcony, so I was able to eat my food in peace, even leaving it from time to time and going back to it, without Possum gobbling it up the moment my back was turned. Then she went and made herself a cup of coffee and something to eat and took it back to bed with her. When she had finished her own breakfast, she came to check up and see how much I had eaten. I really don't like it when she stands over me, watching to see how much I am eating but I managed to eat almost half my food while she was making and eating her own breakfast. She was very pleased with Me - but not pleased enough. She wanted me to eat the whole lot. So she took my food bowl with her back to the bedroom, got into bed, sat me down beside her and coaxed me to eat about half of what was left. It took the better part of an hour, on and off - but it was nice to be petted and cherished and loved so much. Then, she went and let Possum back in and he came and sat on the bed and got loved while I went to sit in the kitchen on Possum's favourite perch, in a sun puddle.
Here I am, hiding behind a potted plant:
And in the afternnon, I was Extra Good and I even let Mummy give me my infusion, without making any fuss. I didn't bite or scratch even once, and I only started to fidget towards the end, when it became too uncomfortable. I was a Very Good Kitty, wasn't I?
And what about Me? Yes, Fellow Felines, it's Possum here!
What do you think was happening to Me while Pixie was having Breakfast in Bed with Mummy? You've got it in one, Kitties! I was imprisoned for almost an hour on the balcony, with nothing to eat (because, of course, I finished my food in a couple of minutes, without having to be coaxed or threatened). And then, when I was finally released from my incarceration, I wasn't given any more food. But I did get to lie down on the bed next to Mummy and have my tummy rubbed. Pixie went off and stole my favourite perch - but I found a much better sun puddle in Mummy's bedroom. Mummy took a picture so you can judge for yourselves.
Pixie here, to tell you, I have been threatened! Yes, I have! Yesterday, our Human threatened Me with a return visit to the V-E-T to have my teeth and gums checked! What's more, she said that if I don't eat, she'll have to get appetite-enhancing pills from the V-E-T and make me swallow them twice a day!
Well, I am here to tell you, Fellow Felines, that I will not be coerced! I made that very clear to her yesterday. As a result, she went to bed very upset and with leaky eyes.
But this morning, I woke up in quite a good mood - and hungry. I think she could sense that. She mixed up a couple of tablespoonsful of my moist dietary food with about half a teaspoonful of FF Chicken Feast to improve the flavour and aroma, making sure there was plenty of gravy and before serving it up to Me, she put Possum's food on the balcony. He went for it and Mummy shut him on the balcony, so I was able to eat my food in peace, even leaving it from time to time and going back to it, without Possum gobbling it up the moment my back was turned. Then she went and made herself a cup of coffee and something to eat and took it back to bed with her. When she had finished her own breakfast, she came to check up and see how much I had eaten. I really don't like it when she stands over me, watching to see how much I am eating but I managed to eat almost half my food while she was making and eating her own breakfast. She was very pleased with Me - but not pleased enough. She wanted me to eat the whole lot. So she took my food bowl with her back to the bedroom, got into bed, sat me down beside her and coaxed me to eat about half of what was left. It took the better part of an hour, on and off - but it was nice to be petted and cherished and loved so much. Then, she went and let Possum back in and he came and sat on the bed and got loved while I went to sit in the kitchen on Possum's favourite perch, in a sun puddle.
Here I am, hiding behind a potted plant:
And in the afternnon, I was Extra Good and I even let Mummy give me my infusion, without making any fuss. I didn't bite or scratch even once, and I only started to fidget towards the end, when it became too uncomfortable. I was a Very Good Kitty, wasn't I?
And what about Me? Yes, Fellow Felines, it's Possum here!
What do you think was happening to Me while Pixie was having Breakfast in Bed with Mummy? You've got it in one, Kitties! I was imprisoned for almost an hour on the balcony, with nothing to eat (because, of course, I finished my food in a couple of minutes, without having to be coaxed or threatened). And then, when I was finally released from my incarceration, I wasn't given any more food. But I did get to lie down on the bed next to Mummy and have my tummy rubbed. Pixie went off and stole my favourite perch - but I found a much better sun puddle in Mummy's bedroom. Mummy took a picture so you can judge for yourselves.
Now Mummy is going to have her Shabbat afternoon nap and we are Both going to curl up next to her and have a nap too.
Have a nice weekend, Fellow Felines.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
A Few Words from Mummy
Greetings, Fellow Felines (and our C-A-N-I-N-E and Human friends also)!
It's Possum the MagnifiCat here again. Pixie, who is having another one of her Bad Days (well, Bad Week, actually) is curled up, asleep, on the bed. She's still barely eating enough to keep a mousie alive and our Human is having to think up all kinds of subterfuges to persuade her to swallow a few mouthfuls. Mummy is in such despair, she asked if she could write a few words here, in the hope that someone out there could advise her. So over to you, Mummy!
Mummy here!
I am at my wits end. When I first offered Pixie the moist veterinary food, she seemed to love it, and ate more than she had for weeks - though even then, it wasn't much and certainly not the amount she used to eat before she got sick. But after the novelty wore off (which didn't take more than a day), it was back to a bite or two in the morning and then, in the evening, when I'm home from work and have time to sit with her, I have to coax her with endless patience to eat a few bites more. Since she has a weekly ration of half a can of Fancy Feast, I decided to add half a teaspoon of FF to her moist diatetic food, because the stronger smell helps to increase her appetite. But I still have to sit beside her for an hour and slowly coax her to eat. She still comes eagerly when she sees me taking out the food, but then she sniffs at it, eats maybe three or four pieces and then turns away. When she does eat, she makes a great business of it, pushing the food around in her bowl, taking a very long time to chew a single piece and then, when she seems to have been at her bowl long enough to have licked it clean, I discover that she has, in fact, scarcely swallowed more than a few morsels. Does it hurt her to swallow? I don't know. I've seen her go to one of the three water bowls I have placed around the house and drink. Yesterday, she even went to Possum's bowl and ate a few pieces of his dry food. I read somewhere that cats with kidney disease often develop ulcers on the tongue making it painful for them to eat, but I've not seen any sign of that. Most of the time, she doesn't seem to be showing any signs of distress, other than for the fact that she's painfully thin - so I would feel like a murderer if, at this stage, I were to give up the fight and help her to the Bridge. The vet says there are pills I could give her to increase her appetite, but I would have to administer them twice a day(!) and I know what a struggle it is likely to be to force her to swallow them. Wouldn't that just be torturing her and making her last weeks miserable? I don't know what to do. Please, someone, anyone, advise me.
It's Possum the MagnifiCat here again. Pixie, who is having another one of her Bad Days (well, Bad Week, actually) is curled up, asleep, on the bed. She's still barely eating enough to keep a mousie alive and our Human is having to think up all kinds of subterfuges to persuade her to swallow a few mouthfuls. Mummy is in such despair, she asked if she could write a few words here, in the hope that someone out there could advise her. So over to you, Mummy!
Mummy here!
I am at my wits end. When I first offered Pixie the moist veterinary food, she seemed to love it, and ate more than she had for weeks - though even then, it wasn't much and certainly not the amount she used to eat before she got sick. But after the novelty wore off (which didn't take more than a day), it was back to a bite or two in the morning and then, in the evening, when I'm home from work and have time to sit with her, I have to coax her with endless patience to eat a few bites more. Since she has a weekly ration of half a can of Fancy Feast, I decided to add half a teaspoon of FF to her moist diatetic food, because the stronger smell helps to increase her appetite. But I still have to sit beside her for an hour and slowly coax her to eat. She still comes eagerly when she sees me taking out the food, but then she sniffs at it, eats maybe three or four pieces and then turns away. When she does eat, she makes a great business of it, pushing the food around in her bowl, taking a very long time to chew a single piece and then, when she seems to have been at her bowl long enough to have licked it clean, I discover that she has, in fact, scarcely swallowed more than a few morsels. Does it hurt her to swallow? I don't know. I've seen her go to one of the three water bowls I have placed around the house and drink. Yesterday, she even went to Possum's bowl and ate a few pieces of his dry food. I read somewhere that cats with kidney disease often develop ulcers on the tongue making it painful for them to eat, but I've not seen any sign of that. Most of the time, she doesn't seem to be showing any signs of distress, other than for the fact that she's painfully thin - so I would feel like a murderer if, at this stage, I were to give up the fight and help her to the Bridge. The vet says there are pills I could give her to increase her appetite, but I would have to administer them twice a day(!) and I know what a struggle it is likely to be to force her to swallow them. Wouldn't that just be torturing her and making her last weeks miserable? I don't know what to do. Please, someone, anyone, advise me.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Down to Earth Again With a Crash
Fellow Felines!
It seems that Mummy's joy was premature. Pixie wolfed down the new diatetic moist food on Thursday, but yesterday, she was far less interested and today, she turned up her nose at it. She did eat about two-thirds of her weekly half can ration of Fancy Feast (Tuna and Ocean Whitefish flavour) but merely sniffed at any other food that was offered her. Our Human thinks it was only the novelty interest that caused her to eat the new stuff on Thursday evening.
Mummy was kind of relieved that she didn't put up a fight over her infusion - but, right afterwards, she started worrying that it was because Pixie hasn't the strength any more to fight.
But she had quite enough strength to run when I, Possum, chased her.
Mummy says it's not nice of me to chase Pixie when she's sick - but she needs some fun, she shouldn't be moping around all the time and losing hope. What do you think, Fellow Felines?
It seems that Mummy's joy was premature. Pixie wolfed down the new diatetic moist food on Thursday, but yesterday, she was far less interested and today, she turned up her nose at it. She did eat about two-thirds of her weekly half can ration of Fancy Feast (Tuna and Ocean Whitefish flavour) but merely sniffed at any other food that was offered her. Our Human thinks it was only the novelty interest that caused her to eat the new stuff on Thursday evening.
Mummy was kind of relieved that she didn't put up a fight over her infusion - but, right afterwards, she started worrying that it was because Pixie hasn't the strength any more to fight.
But she had quite enough strength to run when I, Possum, chased her.
Mummy says it's not nice of me to chase Pixie when she's sick - but she needs some fun, she shouldn't be moping around all the time and losing hope. What do you think, Fellow Felines?
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Cautious Optimism
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Well, after a long wait (a week!) caused by a nation-wide shortage of the moist dietetic cat food, the V-E-T managed to obtain one box (containing a dozen individual pouches) of the precious commodity. It's very expensive - and Our Human paid extra to have it sent round by Special Delivery. But Pixie seems to like it and fell to with a will, when presented with a bowl of it mixed with her regular dry food. She even displayed an interest in the remains of Mummy's yoghurt - but I, Possum, beat her to it. She got the lovely smelly chicken-flavoured moist food while I had to make do with dry food (though Mummy did flavour my food with a few drops of Fancy Feast gravy - Ocean Whitefish and Tuna) - so it was only fair that I should have the privilege of licking out Mummy's plate, wouldn't you all agree?
Pixie here. No, I do not agree. I've been practically starving myself because I can't eat those dry foods and now that I've finally got a bit of an appetite back, I want to make the most of it.
Well, let's not squabble over it. It makes Mummy very unhappy when we do that. The main thing is, that we have found something that Pixie likes and which isn't bad for her.
I do wonder though - how is this going to affect our weekly ration of Fancy Feasties?
Well, after a long wait (a week!) caused by a nation-wide shortage of the moist dietetic cat food, the V-E-T managed to obtain one box (containing a dozen individual pouches) of the precious commodity. It's very expensive - and Our Human paid extra to have it sent round by Special Delivery. But Pixie seems to like it and fell to with a will, when presented with a bowl of it mixed with her regular dry food. She even displayed an interest in the remains of Mummy's yoghurt - but I, Possum, beat her to it. She got the lovely smelly chicken-flavoured moist food while I had to make do with dry food (though Mummy did flavour my food with a few drops of Fancy Feast gravy - Ocean Whitefish and Tuna) - so it was only fair that I should have the privilege of licking out Mummy's plate, wouldn't you all agree?
Pixie here. No, I do not agree. I've been practically starving myself because I can't eat those dry foods and now that I've finally got a bit of an appetite back, I want to make the most of it.
Well, let's not squabble over it. It makes Mummy very unhappy when we do that. The main thing is, that we have found something that Pixie likes and which isn't bad for her.
I do wonder though - how is this going to affect our weekly ration of Fancy Feasties?
Friday, November 11, 2011
Rollercoaster
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here. Pixie has had rather a bad week, hardly eating anything, though yesterday evening our Human managed to pursuade her to eat quite a bit, by adding a few drops of gravy from the Chicken Hearts and Liver Fancy Feast, instead of the tuna. It has a stronger smell, you see.
On Wednesday, Pixie submitted to her infusion (poor Pixie, I think she was feeling too weak to resist).
Mummy felt quite despairing mid-week. I heard her talking on the phone with her Daddy and I know she was thinking it might be time to help Pixie to the Bridge, but then she talked to the V-E-T on the phone and he said there is a canned, moist version of the special Renal Diet, though he didn't have any in stock and will have to order it, which will take a few days. Meanwhile, the Lady V-E-T (who is his Mate) said that in the meantime, there is nothing for it but to add some drops of FF gravy to Pixie's dry food, because if she doesn't eat, she'll die. But only a very few drops. But I also want gravy added to My food, it's not fair that only Pixie should get it. So I went on strike and refused to eat until Mummy flavoured My dry food as well.
Fellow Felines, I love Pixie and I know she's very sick, but sometimes, I get quite angry with her, because it seems Mummy is devoting all her time and attention to her (even though she always makes an effort to make quality time for Me). Am I a very wicked kitty for having such feelings?
Possum here. Pixie has had rather a bad week, hardly eating anything, though yesterday evening our Human managed to pursuade her to eat quite a bit, by adding a few drops of gravy from the Chicken Hearts and Liver Fancy Feast, instead of the tuna. It has a stronger smell, you see.
On Wednesday, Pixie submitted to her infusion (poor Pixie, I think she was feeling too weak to resist).
Mummy felt quite despairing mid-week. I heard her talking on the phone with her Daddy and I know she was thinking it might be time to help Pixie to the Bridge, but then she talked to the V-E-T on the phone and he said there is a canned, moist version of the special Renal Diet, though he didn't have any in stock and will have to order it, which will take a few days. Meanwhile, the Lady V-E-T (who is his Mate) said that in the meantime, there is nothing for it but to add some drops of FF gravy to Pixie's dry food, because if she doesn't eat, she'll die. But only a very few drops. But I also want gravy added to My food, it's not fair that only Pixie should get it. So I went on strike and refused to eat until Mummy flavoured My dry food as well.
Fellow Felines, I love Pixie and I know she's very sick, but sometimes, I get quite angry with her, because it seems Mummy is devoting all her time and attention to her (even though she always makes an effort to make quality time for Me). Am I a very wicked kitty for having such feelings?
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Oops! Mummy Slipped Up...
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum the MagnifiCat here, with Princess PixieCato as co-pilot right beside Me.
We knew it was only a matter of time before our Human slipped up, what with her new feeding schedules and diets and so on...
Today, instead of putting both feeding bowls away after breakfast, she left My bowl out, in the kitchen and took Pixie's to the bedroom, to try and coax her to eat. She calls it "Room Service". When she saw that Pixie had eaten all she was going to eat for breakfast, she cleared Pixie's bowl away. But she forgot all about Mine and she left it out on the kitchen floor and went off to work. When she came home this evening, she found the bowl completely empty. Now she doesn't know which of Us has been nibbling throughout the day, or if, perhaps, it was both of Us. And we're not going to tell her, are we, Pixie?
Pixie here, Fellow Felines. No, we aren't going to tell her a thing. We're going to keep her guessing. MOL.
It's me again - Possum. Pixie got the better of Mummy for the second time this evening. Mummy tried to administer her infusion, but the needle didn't go in properly and when Mummy changed it, she pricked her own finger. But she didn't fall asleep for a hundred years. No, instead, she went and stuck another needle in Pixie. But Pixie wasn't having any, this time. I guess she's decided no more Mr Nice Guy. She pulled away and the needle came out and the liquid squirted all over the place. So Mummy gave up and said Pixie will have to have her infusion tomorrow instead.
Pixie is already checking out suitable hidey-holes.
Possum the MagnifiCat here, with Princess PixieCato as co-pilot right beside Me.
We knew it was only a matter of time before our Human slipped up, what with her new feeding schedules and diets and so on...
Today, instead of putting both feeding bowls away after breakfast, she left My bowl out, in the kitchen and took Pixie's to the bedroom, to try and coax her to eat. She calls it "Room Service". When she saw that Pixie had eaten all she was going to eat for breakfast, she cleared Pixie's bowl away. But she forgot all about Mine and she left it out on the kitchen floor and went off to work. When she came home this evening, she found the bowl completely empty. Now she doesn't know which of Us has been nibbling throughout the day, or if, perhaps, it was both of Us. And we're not going to tell her, are we, Pixie?
Pixie here, Fellow Felines. No, we aren't going to tell her a thing. We're going to keep her guessing. MOL.
It's me again - Possum. Pixie got the better of Mummy for the second time this evening. Mummy tried to administer her infusion, but the needle didn't go in properly and when Mummy changed it, she pricked her own finger. But she didn't fall asleep for a hundred years. No, instead, she went and stuck another needle in Pixie. But Pixie wasn't having any, this time. I guess she's decided no more Mr Nice Guy. She pulled away and the needle came out and the liquid squirted all over the place. So Mummy gave up and said Pixie will have to have her infusion tomorrow instead.
Pixie is already checking out suitable hidey-holes.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Stormy Weather
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here at the keyboard, with the latest news.
Pixie (who is napping under the quilt on Mummy's bed) has been feeling a bit better since the day before yesterday and she ate more than half of her food on Wednesday (though not quite so much on Thursday and today even less, though the day is still young). Our Human did some research on the Internet and found a very useful web-site about Chronic Renal Failure in Cats and, as a result, arrived at some insights as to why Pixie was refusing to eat her new Veterinarian Renal Diet. With a flash of Enlightenment (isn't that a lovely big word We have added to Our vocabulary?), it dawned on her that nobody, especially not a Pussycat who was feeling poorly, would be tempted to eat dry pellets that smell (and taste) like sawdust. (I could have told her that!) She therefore craftily added a few teensy weensy pieces of Fancy Feast to our dry foods and mixed them in well to give a more appetising smell to the food, and do you know what, Fellow Felines? It actually seemed to work, though she still had to coax Pixie quite a bit.
I do hope this is not going to come off our weekly ration of half a can of Fancy Feasties... Oh, no! Mummy is nodding. It is going to come off our ration. Now, that is not Good News, Fellow Felines!
To other matters, however! We finally had a taste of Winter, Fellow Felines. We have been reading on so many of your blogs about snow and storms, while the Sun continued to shine here, that We were beginning to feel rather left out! But last night, there was quite a storm, with lots of water falling out of the sky and flashy lights and sudden, loud, crashing noises.
We aren't frightened of storms, Fellow Felines. No, indeed, not at all. But just in case Mummy was frightened, we ran and snuggled under the blankets with her, to comfort her. Wasn't that thoughtful of Us, Fellow Felines?
Now we are all set to enjoy the weekend at home with Mummy.
Shabbat Shalom to you all.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
A Few Words from Pixie
Greetings, Dear Friends!
First of all, I want to say thank you to all of you who came to visit me when I was taken ill. I would like to visit you all, but I feel so weak still, a lot of the time. I have better days and worse days. Most of the time, I don't feel much like eating. I try to make an effort, for Mummy, but it's very hard sometimes, I feel I just can't. Today is not one of my better days. Today is Shabbat, and because the V-E-T said Possum and I can have Fancy Feasties just once a week, and no more than half a can, Mummy divided a can of FF Classic Chicken between Possum and Me. She gave us some yesterday evening, before she had her Erev Shabbat supper and I ate most of it on my own, though she coaxed me to eat the rest. But today, when she served up the rest, at breakfast time, I only ate a few mouthfuls and she has been coaxing me on and off all day to eat more. I ate a few morsels of my dry foods, just to please her but I just can't eat any more, it's such an effort for me. In the afternoon, she gave me my infusion, and I guess that's what helped me go to the bathroom. I also made my toilette. I know that pleased her. She was pretending to be asleep, but I know she was peeping at me. And she was very pleased when I wriggled in under the blankets and curled up next to her, when she had her Shabbat afternoon nap.
I don't really understand what's wrong with me. When Mummy gets out the food bowls, I want to eat - I really do - and I come running, but after a few mouthfuls, I just can't eat any more. Maybe if she were to leave the food bowls out, and I could go back to my food after slowly digesting the first few bites, I could eat more, but she won't do that because Possum keeps eating from my bowl as soon as I turn away - and he vomited today, twice, after doing that.
There's something else I wanted to say and it's very important. I know I am very sick and that I might be going to the Bridge quite soon. In a way I'm scared about that, although I know it's a beautiful place and that the Great Cat in the Sky will look after me there, till Possum comes to join me and Mummy comes later, to collect us. But who will look after Mummy and Possum when I'm gone?
I just took a look at Mummy and she looks very sad. There was a lot of water coming out of her eyes. She's doing all she can to make me better but I think we both know that there is nothing to be done. We neither of us know how much longer I'll be with her and Possum but I want them both to know how much I love them both.
First of all, I want to say thank you to all of you who came to visit me when I was taken ill. I would like to visit you all, but I feel so weak still, a lot of the time. I have better days and worse days. Most of the time, I don't feel much like eating. I try to make an effort, for Mummy, but it's very hard sometimes, I feel I just can't. Today is not one of my better days. Today is Shabbat, and because the V-E-T said Possum and I can have Fancy Feasties just once a week, and no more than half a can, Mummy divided a can of FF Classic Chicken between Possum and Me. She gave us some yesterday evening, before she had her Erev Shabbat supper and I ate most of it on my own, though she coaxed me to eat the rest. But today, when she served up the rest, at breakfast time, I only ate a few mouthfuls and she has been coaxing me on and off all day to eat more. I ate a few morsels of my dry foods, just to please her but I just can't eat any more, it's such an effort for me. In the afternoon, she gave me my infusion, and I guess that's what helped me go to the bathroom. I also made my toilette. I know that pleased her. She was pretending to be asleep, but I know she was peeping at me. And she was very pleased when I wriggled in under the blankets and curled up next to her, when she had her Shabbat afternoon nap.
I don't really understand what's wrong with me. When Mummy gets out the food bowls, I want to eat - I really do - and I come running, but after a few mouthfuls, I just can't eat any more. Maybe if she were to leave the food bowls out, and I could go back to my food after slowly digesting the first few bites, I could eat more, but she won't do that because Possum keeps eating from my bowl as soon as I turn away - and he vomited today, twice, after doing that.
There's something else I wanted to say and it's very important. I know I am very sick and that I might be going to the Bridge quite soon. In a way I'm scared about that, although I know it's a beautiful place and that the Great Cat in the Sky will look after me there, till Possum comes to join me and Mummy comes later, to collect us. But who will look after Mummy and Possum when I'm gone?
I just took a look at Mummy and she looks very sad. There was a lot of water coming out of her eyes. She's doing all she can to make me better but I think we both know that there is nothing to be done. We neither of us know how much longer I'll be with her and Possum but I want them both to know how much I love them both.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Still Trying to Outwit Mummy
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here again, with Pixie looking over my shoulder. We still haven't figured out a way to outwit our Human and get round our new feeding schedule. We haven't stopped trying though.
This morning, when Mummy set down My food on the balcony, and tried to lure Pixie away and shut Me out there, I didn't fall into the trap. I backed away and into the living-room. But Mummy was too quick for Pixie (who isn't up to full speed yet). She switched the feeding-bowls and put Pixie's on the balcony and shut her out there and then put my bowl down in the kitchen.
Of course I ate. I always do, even when it's Me who gets shut on the balcony. But Pixie doesn't like to feel cooped up (at least, not all by herself) and when she's shut up on the balcony on her own, she doesn't like to eat. So Mummy only got half of what she wanted.
She tried not to show her disappointment, of course, but we can read her like a book.
I wonder what She'll try next...
Possum here again, with Pixie looking over my shoulder. We still haven't figured out a way to outwit our Human and get round our new feeding schedule. We haven't stopped trying though.
This morning, when Mummy set down My food on the balcony, and tried to lure Pixie away and shut Me out there, I didn't fall into the trap. I backed away and into the living-room. But Mummy was too quick for Pixie (who isn't up to full speed yet). She switched the feeding-bowls and put Pixie's on the balcony and shut her out there and then put my bowl down in the kitchen.
Of course I ate. I always do, even when it's Me who gets shut on the balcony. But Pixie doesn't like to feel cooped up (at least, not all by herself) and when she's shut up on the balcony on her own, she doesn't like to eat. So Mummy only got half of what she wanted.
She tried not to show her disappointment, of course, but we can read her like a book.
I wonder what She'll try next...
Thursday, October 27, 2011
The Weekend is Almost Here - Hurray
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here again, writing our blog - but Pixie is right here beside me. She's still too weak to blog - she's got a long way to go before she gets to be as sleek and well-rounded as she was before her illness - but she says she's going to check what I write and if she thinks of anything important to add, she will miaow out loud and clear :-)
And, first of all, she wants me to thank all our dear friends, both our old friends and the many new friends we have made over the past few days. There are so many of you, we neither of us know where to start. We hope to come and visit you all, a few at a time. Pixie has to take things easy. Also, her leg is still bandaged, which makes her feel a bit miserable. But the weekend is almost upon us, when we get to have our Human in attendance around the clock, besides which, according to our new Feeding Schedule, on Shabbat we shall receive Fancy Feasties, so that will probably cheer Pixie up a bit (and Me too...)
Anyway, what we both wanted to say (again) was how much we appreciate all your kindness. Thank you very much and love to you all.
Possum here again, writing our blog - but Pixie is right here beside me. She's still too weak to blog - she's got a long way to go before she gets to be as sleek and well-rounded as she was before her illness - but she says she's going to check what I write and if she thinks of anything important to add, she will miaow out loud and clear :-)
And, first of all, she wants me to thank all our dear friends, both our old friends and the many new friends we have made over the past few days. There are so many of you, we neither of us know where to start. We hope to come and visit you all, a few at a time. Pixie has to take things easy. Also, her leg is still bandaged, which makes her feel a bit miserable. But the weekend is almost upon us, when we get to have our Human in attendance around the clock, besides which, according to our new Feeding Schedule, on Shabbat we shall receive Fancy Feasties, so that will probably cheer Pixie up a bit (and Me too...)
Anyway, what we both wanted to say (again) was how much we appreciate all your kindness. Thank you very much and love to you all.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Feeding Time
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here, again. Pixie is resting as much as possible, trying to get her strength back. To that end, our Human started her on a Royal Canin Veterinary Diet this morning. In fact, we are both of us on Veterinary Diets - Pixie is on Renal and I am on Urinary S/O. But I don't see why it should be such a big deal if I have a nibble at her food or she, at mine. Yet Mummy put my food on the balcony and Pixie's in the hallway and she shut Me on the balcony to make sure I didn't come and disturb Pixie while she was eating. And then, as soon as Pixie finished (and she didn't eat very much, Mummy said), our Human removed both bowls of food so that we shouldn't eat from each other's bowls. (Of course, I had finished my own breakfast while Pixie was still picking over a few tiny morsels.) And then She went off to work and We had to wait till she came home in the evening and put out our feeding bowls - once again, mine on the balcony and Pixie's in the hall.
This is Not Good, Fellow Felines! Both Pixie and I like to eat on and off during the day and we can't do that if our Human is going to keep removing the food as soon as we finish the first course. But She says we leave her no choice, because we keep going to each other's bowls and we need to have different foods.
I am sure we will find a way to outwit Mummy eventually - it's only a matter of time.
On a different, but related subject, Pixie has already got the better of her twice in less than a day. Yesterday, as I may have mentioned (or maybe not), Pixie came home with a bandage on her front paw. The V-E-T had put it there, because the thingy that he had attached before for an infusion had rubbed and chafed and it had started bleeding. Well, within a matter of hours, Pixie had managed to get rid of the whole bandage, and Mummy only noticed just when she was getting ready to go to bed and then She had to re-bandage Pixie's paw. I watched and saw how she did it. First, she put a minty-smelling gel on a piece of gauze, which she put on the wound, then she wrapped it with a kind of thin cotton wool and finally, wrapped the whole thing with a blue bandage. Pixie didn't like that at all! But she didn't complain too much, she let Mummy go to sleep, all unsuspecting - and when Mummy woke up again at about half-past-five in the morning, there was Pixie, again without the bandage.This time, too, she had managed to shed the whole bandage, cotton wool, gauze and all, in one piece, as if it was a glove! So Mummy had to bandage her again. But she did it better this time and Pixie still hasn't managed to get rid of her bandage. I guess she didn't try so hard, this time, because our Human, who occasionally displays an almost Feline Intelligence (due, no doubt, to her long acquaintance with Us,) had realised that what was bothering Pixie was the fact that the bandage was covering her whole foot, instead of just her leg, where the wound was, thus making it difficult for her to walk. She therefore arranged the new bandage in such a way that it left Pixie's foot free for her to tread on, so she can now walk without limping.
Pixie would also like me to mention the fact that Mummy took the advice of our dear friend, the Admiral and her Mummy, and got the V-E-T to administer the two-week antibiotic shot. Pixie didn't like having a needle stuck in her, but at least now she won't have to drink that horrible white stuff that Mummy was trying to feed her twice a day. Every cloud has a silver lining.
Okay, I must go now, Fellow Felines, and help Mummy to administer Pixie's infusion. She will have to have them twice a week now, for the rest of her life. Poor Pixie. While she is having her infusion, I shall read her some more of your lovely, kind letters of support and encouragement. It makes her feel so much stronger to hear how much you all care for her and are purring and woofing for her. Love and kisses to you all.
Possum here, again. Pixie is resting as much as possible, trying to get her strength back. To that end, our Human started her on a Royal Canin Veterinary Diet this morning. In fact, we are both of us on Veterinary Diets - Pixie is on Renal and I am on Urinary S/O. But I don't see why it should be such a big deal if I have a nibble at her food or she, at mine. Yet Mummy put my food on the balcony and Pixie's in the hallway and she shut Me on the balcony to make sure I didn't come and disturb Pixie while she was eating. And then, as soon as Pixie finished (and she didn't eat very much, Mummy said), our Human removed both bowls of food so that we shouldn't eat from each other's bowls. (Of course, I had finished my own breakfast while Pixie was still picking over a few tiny morsels.) And then She went off to work and We had to wait till she came home in the evening and put out our feeding bowls - once again, mine on the balcony and Pixie's in the hall.
This is Not Good, Fellow Felines! Both Pixie and I like to eat on and off during the day and we can't do that if our Human is going to keep removing the food as soon as we finish the first course. But She says we leave her no choice, because we keep going to each other's bowls and we need to have different foods.
I am sure we will find a way to outwit Mummy eventually - it's only a matter of time.
On a different, but related subject, Pixie has already got the better of her twice in less than a day. Yesterday, as I may have mentioned (or maybe not), Pixie came home with a bandage on her front paw. The V-E-T had put it there, because the thingy that he had attached before for an infusion had rubbed and chafed and it had started bleeding. Well, within a matter of hours, Pixie had managed to get rid of the whole bandage, and Mummy only noticed just when she was getting ready to go to bed and then She had to re-bandage Pixie's paw. I watched and saw how she did it. First, she put a minty-smelling gel on a piece of gauze, which she put on the wound, then she wrapped it with a kind of thin cotton wool and finally, wrapped the whole thing with a blue bandage. Pixie didn't like that at all! But she didn't complain too much, she let Mummy go to sleep, all unsuspecting - and when Mummy woke up again at about half-past-five in the morning, there was Pixie, again without the bandage.This time, too, she had managed to shed the whole bandage, cotton wool, gauze and all, in one piece, as if it was a glove! So Mummy had to bandage her again. But she did it better this time and Pixie still hasn't managed to get rid of her bandage. I guess she didn't try so hard, this time, because our Human, who occasionally displays an almost Feline Intelligence (due, no doubt, to her long acquaintance with Us,) had realised that what was bothering Pixie was the fact that the bandage was covering her whole foot, instead of just her leg, where the wound was, thus making it difficult for her to walk. She therefore arranged the new bandage in such a way that it left Pixie's foot free for her to tread on, so she can now walk without limping.
Pixie would also like me to mention the fact that Mummy took the advice of our dear friend, the Admiral and her Mummy, and got the V-E-T to administer the two-week antibiotic shot. Pixie didn't like having a needle stuck in her, but at least now she won't have to drink that horrible white stuff that Mummy was trying to feed her twice a day. Every cloud has a silver lining.
Okay, I must go now, Fellow Felines, and help Mummy to administer Pixie's infusion. She will have to have them twice a week now, for the rest of her life. Poor Pixie. While she is having her infusion, I shall read her some more of your lovely, kind letters of support and encouragement. It makes her feel so much stronger to hear how much you all care for her and are purring and woofing for her. Love and kisses to you all.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
What the V-E-T Said...
Mummy and Pixie are back from the V-E-T and I don't think Mummy is very happy. Pixie, too, is very quiet. She went and hid under the bed and then came out and wriggled under the blanket. Mummy gave her some Fancy Feast and she ate a little bit and then curled up under the blanket again and went to sleep.
I sneaked a peep at Mummy's blog so I know that, despite the apparent improvement over the past two days, Pixie is still very, very sick. On top of everything else, one of her paws is slightly inflamed. Pixie said the V-E-T- put some cream on it and bandaged it and she'll have to go back tomorrow evening. And she had SO hoped she was done with That Place.
Mummy has just given Pixie some more to eat - she had a very little and then wriggled back under the blanket.
I am so very worried, Fellow Felines.
I guess we can't give up on those purr-ayers yet...
Possum
I sneaked a peep at Mummy's blog so I know that, despite the apparent improvement over the past two days, Pixie is still very, very sick. On top of everything else, one of her paws is slightly inflamed. Pixie said the V-E-T- put some cream on it and bandaged it and she'll have to go back tomorrow evening. And she had SO hoped she was done with That Place.
Mummy has just given Pixie some more to eat - she had a very little and then wriggled back under the blanket.
I am so very worried, Fellow Felines.
I guess we can't give up on those purr-ayers yet...
Possum
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Shabbat Update
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here again.
Just a few lines to report that Pixie seems to be slowly getting better. Today, she has been eating of her own volition - not very much, it is true, but only a couple of days ago, Mummy was having to beg her to eat her favourite flavour of Fancy Feast. Today, she even ate a little dry food, and drank from her water bowl, in addition to the infusion Mummy gave her - and used her litter box. And, Fellow Felines, she washed herself and made her toilette. She is still very weak and thin, and tomorrow, Mummy is taking her back to the V-E-T for follow-up tests. I suppose that means they'll stick more needles in her and take blood samples - poor Pixie. But Mummy says we can allow ourselves to be "cautiously optimistic".
I read Pixie some of your letters of encouragement. She was very happy to know that so many of you are thinking about her and purring for her - she said it gives her strength. She absolutely loved the graphic that Ann from Zoolatry made for her and asked me to thank Ann.
Now we must just wait and see what the V-E-T says tomorrow. So keep on purring for Pixie...
Possum here again.
Just a few lines to report that Pixie seems to be slowly getting better. Today, she has been eating of her own volition - not very much, it is true, but only a couple of days ago, Mummy was having to beg her to eat her favourite flavour of Fancy Feast. Today, she even ate a little dry food, and drank from her water bowl, in addition to the infusion Mummy gave her - and used her litter box. And, Fellow Felines, she washed herself and made her toilette. She is still very weak and thin, and tomorrow, Mummy is taking her back to the V-E-T for follow-up tests. I suppose that means they'll stick more needles in her and take blood samples - poor Pixie. But Mummy says we can allow ourselves to be "cautiously optimistic".
I read Pixie some of your letters of encouragement. She was very happy to know that so many of you are thinking about her and purring for her - she said it gives her strength. She absolutely loved the graphic that Ann from Zoolatry made for her and asked me to thank Ann.
Now we must just wait and see what the V-E-T says tomorrow. So keep on purring for Pixie...
Friday, October 21, 2011
News of Pixie
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Pixie seems to be feeling a bit better today. While Mummy was feeding Me, Pixie (who had been hiding under the blanket on Mummy's bed) came out, hoping for her share (even though Mummy had been feeding her Fancy Feasties on and off throughout the morning).Then later in the evening, she went out onto the balcony, where Mummy had left a bowl of dry food, and had some of that. She must have been hungry;-)
And she even went to the bathroom. Mummy went to check up on her and saw that there were some small wet clumps. That made her very happy. She smiled - and then water came out of her eyes! I think humans are very strange. Yesterday, she leaked water from her eyes because she was sad, and now, she does it because she is happy!? I am really, really confused!
Possum
Pixie seems to be feeling a bit better today. While Mummy was feeding Me, Pixie (who had been hiding under the blanket on Mummy's bed) came out, hoping for her share (even though Mummy had been feeding her Fancy Feasties on and off throughout the morning).Then later in the evening, she went out onto the balcony, where Mummy had left a bowl of dry food, and had some of that. She must have been hungry;-)
And she even went to the bathroom. Mummy went to check up on her and saw that there were some small wet clumps. That made her very happy. She smiled - and then water came out of her eyes! I think humans are very strange. Yesterday, she leaked water from her eyes because she was sad, and now, she does it because she is happy!? I am really, really confused!
Possum
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
A Little Bit of Good News (I Think)
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Mummy took Pixie back to That Place again this morning, for another infusion and before they left, she whispered to me to say goodbye to Pixie - just in case... Then, at lunchtime, she went back there and I could see, by her face, that she thought she would be coming home without Pixie. But, Fellow Felines, when she came home, she brought Pixie with her after all! And Pixie curled up on the bed in her usual place and Mummy gave her something to eat. I couldn't understand why she gave her Fancy Feasties, after what the V-E-T said, but Mummy explained that Pixie's blood tests showed a slight improvement and that she will now be giving Pixie infusions twice a day at home till Sunday, when she will take her back to the V-E-T for more blood tests. In the meantime, the V-E-T said to feed her anything she wants, the main thing is to be sure that she does eat something. But I only got my regular dry food! Huh! Mummy did pour some chicken soup on it - I like licking out her bowl when she makes chicken soup for Shabbat. But I was too clever for her. I licked up the soup and left the dry food.
I wonder how she's going to manage to give Pixie infusions. I should think the moment Pixie sees that needle, she'll run a mile!
Later on, if Pixie wakes up before our Human turns off the computer, I shall read her some of the kind letters you've been sending her since she was taken ill. It is good to know we have so many friends, purring and woofing for Pixie. I know she'll be very touched and will want to thank you all purr-sonally, when she's well again. But we must remember, we're not out of the woods yet. Like I said, we have to get through the next few days and poor Pixie must still have infusions. She is still very weak and Mummy is afraid to get her hopes up.
So please, Dear Friends, keep those purrs and woofs coming.
Thank you so much and Love to you all,
Possum
Monday, October 17, 2011
Update on Pixie
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here, still holding down the fort while Pixie is sick. Mummy took her back to the V-E-T this morning for another infusion. She had to stay there all day (Pixie, I mean). But do you know what happened later, Fellow Felines, when our Human went back to collect Pixie? She decided that because I haven't been eating my dry foods, there must be something wrong with Me and that she should get Me checked out too. But she only has one (very large) Cat Carrier, which she had used to take Pixie to the V-E-T. So she borrowed another, smaller and rather smelly one from the V-E-T and kit-napped Me and took Me to That Place, where the V-E-T shaved off some of my beautiful fur and stuck a needle into me to take a sample of my (blue) blood. True, he said I carry myself like a King, which shows appropriate respect for Me, but that can hardly compensate for the Indignity of being shaved and made unconscious with gas and having needles stuck into Me!
Anyway, he said he can't find anything to explain a loss of appetite and that it was hardly surprising that I refused to eat those (IMHO - inferior) dry foods, when my Human gives me Fancy Feast every day. He told her Fancy Feast is not good for Pixie and Me, because of the very high protein content. But Mummy asked if she can at least give us Fancy Feast on Shabbat and he said okay, but only half a tin (about 42.5 grams).
But I am being selfish, Fellow Felines. You want to hear about Pixie, I know. Well, as I said, the vet said she wouldn't eat all day, not even Fancy Feasties. Mummy was terribly, terribly upset and in the car on the way home, a lot of water came out of her eyes. She was talking in a very low voice to her Daddy, our human grandpa (he gave us a lift) and I couldn't hear everything she said, because Pixie and I were in our carriers on the back seat, but it must have been Very, Very Serious, because he said to her not to give up hope. When we got home, he came up for coffee and apple pie, which she made for Shabbat (she hardly ever bakes) and they talked about Pixie some more and lots more water came out of her eyes. So now, I'm more worried than ever about Pixie.
However, after Pixie had settled down again, Mummy gave her a bowl of Fancy Feast (the V-E-T said she could, just this time, even though it's not really good for her in general, just as long as she eats something, and until she gets her appetite back) and she ate quite a lot of it. And that made Mummy smile and tell Pixie what a Good Girl she is. So I think that must be a good sign. But Mummy is still worried, I can tell, she has a very troubled look on her face and I just heard her talking to someone from her choir on the phone, fragments of conversation about Pixie maybe not coming home again from the next visit to the V-E-T. Oh, Fellow Felines, I am so confused, I don't know whether to feel hopeful or despairing. Whatever shall I do if Pixie has to leave for the Bridge? We often squabble, but she's my sisfur and I love her and I don't want her to go. I just can't imagine life without Pixie! I am going to purr-ay for her with all my might tonight. I know many of you have been purring for her and sending positive energies and I hope you will continue to do so.
Thank you all, dear friends - from Me and from Pixie.
Possum here, still holding down the fort while Pixie is sick. Mummy took her back to the V-E-T this morning for another infusion. She had to stay there all day (Pixie, I mean). But do you know what happened later, Fellow Felines, when our Human went back to collect Pixie? She decided that because I haven't been eating my dry foods, there must be something wrong with Me and that she should get Me checked out too. But she only has one (very large) Cat Carrier, which she had used to take Pixie to the V-E-T. So she borrowed another, smaller and rather smelly one from the V-E-T and kit-napped Me and took Me to That Place, where the V-E-T shaved off some of my beautiful fur and stuck a needle into me to take a sample of my (blue) blood. True, he said I carry myself like a King, which shows appropriate respect for Me, but that can hardly compensate for the Indignity of being shaved and made unconscious with gas and having needles stuck into Me!
Anyway, he said he can't find anything to explain a loss of appetite and that it was hardly surprising that I refused to eat those (IMHO - inferior) dry foods, when my Human gives me Fancy Feast every day. He told her Fancy Feast is not good for Pixie and Me, because of the very high protein content. But Mummy asked if she can at least give us Fancy Feast on Shabbat and he said okay, but only half a tin (about 42.5 grams).
But I am being selfish, Fellow Felines. You want to hear about Pixie, I know. Well, as I said, the vet said she wouldn't eat all day, not even Fancy Feasties. Mummy was terribly, terribly upset and in the car on the way home, a lot of water came out of her eyes. She was talking in a very low voice to her Daddy, our human grandpa (he gave us a lift) and I couldn't hear everything she said, because Pixie and I were in our carriers on the back seat, but it must have been Very, Very Serious, because he said to her not to give up hope. When we got home, he came up for coffee and apple pie, which she made for Shabbat (she hardly ever bakes) and they talked about Pixie some more and lots more water came out of her eyes. So now, I'm more worried than ever about Pixie.
However, after Pixie had settled down again, Mummy gave her a bowl of Fancy Feast (the V-E-T said she could, just this time, even though it's not really good for her in general, just as long as she eats something, and until she gets her appetite back) and she ate quite a lot of it. And that made Mummy smile and tell Pixie what a Good Girl she is. So I think that must be a good sign. But Mummy is still worried, I can tell, she has a very troubled look on her face and I just heard her talking to someone from her choir on the phone, fragments of conversation about Pixie maybe not coming home again from the next visit to the V-E-T. Oh, Fellow Felines, I am so confused, I don't know whether to feel hopeful or despairing. Whatever shall I do if Pixie has to leave for the Bridge? We often squabble, but she's my sisfur and I love her and I don't want her to go. I just can't imagine life without Pixie! I am going to purr-ay for her with all my might tonight. I know many of you have been purring for her and sending positive energies and I hope you will continue to do so.
Thank you all, dear friends - from Me and from Pixie.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Very Bad News
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here again - because Pixie is in hospital. She is very sick and needed an infusion. Mummy had to leave her there and she's going to pick her up this evening and bring her home. She doesn't tell me what the doctor said, but I can tell from her face and the water leaking from her eyes that it's very, very serious.
It was quite a shock for Me when our Human came home without Pixie - I thought she'd bring her right back as soon as the V-E-T had finished his examination and now, I feel completely discombobulated. It's very lonely without Pixie. I am a Fearless Feline but I am afraid for my little sisfur. Please, everyone, keep on purr-aying for her.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
A Worrying Weekend
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here, this time. Mummy and I are rather worried about Pixie. She hasn't been eating very much for the last few days. She comes running when our Human brings out the Fancy Feasties, and has even pushed Me aside a few times to get at the food in my bowl instead of waiting for Mummy to put down her bowl (I'm the Eldest, it's only right that I should get my food first, don't you agree, Fellow Felines?), but then she only eats about half of what's in the bowl. She seems to be drinking all right, but she barely touches her dry foods and even turns up her nose at the snacks our Human offers her (well, to tell the truth, so do I. Who wants dry snacks when one can have Fancy Feasts?) Now she's so thin, she seems to be all skin and bones. Our Human was so upset this morning at Pixie eating so little, that water started leaking out of her eyes. She says she's going to take Pixie to the V-E-T tomorrow.
I shouldn't think she'll have much trouble getting her into the carrier. Poor Pixie - she has no idea what's in store for her at That Place. But if the V-E-T can make her better, (as he made Me better exactly a year ago) I suppose it'll have to be done. So I would like to ask all you Fellow Felines (and Canines too), as a special favour, to purr and woof for my little sisfur Pixie's good health. Thank you so very much.
Possum the MagnifiCat
Possum here, this time. Mummy and I are rather worried about Pixie. She hasn't been eating very much for the last few days. She comes running when our Human brings out the Fancy Feasties, and has even pushed Me aside a few times to get at the food in my bowl instead of waiting for Mummy to put down her bowl (I'm the Eldest, it's only right that I should get my food first, don't you agree, Fellow Felines?), but then she only eats about half of what's in the bowl. She seems to be drinking all right, but she barely touches her dry foods and even turns up her nose at the snacks our Human offers her (well, to tell the truth, so do I. Who wants dry snacks when one can have Fancy Feasts?) Now she's so thin, she seems to be all skin and bones. Our Human was so upset this morning at Pixie eating so little, that water started leaking out of her eyes. She says she's going to take Pixie to the V-E-T tomorrow.
I shouldn't think she'll have much trouble getting her into the carrier. Poor Pixie - she has no idea what's in store for her at That Place. But if the V-E-T can make her better, (as he made Me better exactly a year ago) I suppose it'll have to be done. So I would like to ask all you Fellow Felines (and Canines too), as a special favour, to purr and woof for my little sisfur Pixie's good health. Thank you so very much.
Possum the MagnifiCat
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Chag Sameach
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Tonight, our Human is celebrating the start of the Sukkot festival. She was going to help us write a special holiday blog so we could explain all about the festival to those who don't celebrate it, and wish those who do Chag Sameach (Happy Holiday), but instead, she got sidetracked writing her own blog about something Very Important - something that made water come out of her eyes. In case any of your human Mummies and Daddies are interested in reading it, it can be found here.
Anyway, she and her (human) family seem to have made a very good supper, even though she says there were no salmon leftovers for a kitty bag. Still, she compensated us by giving us Tuna and Mackerel Fancy Feasties, one of our favourites.
As always, tonight, as we sit down to our holiday meal, our thoughts and purrs are with those kitties who don't yet have a fur-ever home. May they soon be found by humans who care and who will love and cherish them.
חג שמח
Possum and Pixie - the J-Cats
Tonight, our Human is celebrating the start of the Sukkot festival. She was going to help us write a special holiday blog so we could explain all about the festival to those who don't celebrate it, and wish those who do Chag Sameach (Happy Holiday), but instead, she got sidetracked writing her own blog about something Very Important - something that made water come out of her eyes. In case any of your human Mummies and Daddies are interested in reading it, it can be found here.
Anyway, she and her (human) family seem to have made a very good supper, even though she says there were no salmon leftovers for a kitty bag. Still, she compensated us by giving us Tuna and Mackerel Fancy Feasties, one of our favourites.
As always, tonight, as we sit down to our holiday meal, our thoughts and purrs are with those kitties who don't yet have a fur-ever home. May they soon be found by humans who care and who will love and cherish them.
חג שמח
Possum and Pixie - the J-Cats
Monday, September 26, 2011
Turning the Tables
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Pixie here (Possum is napping).
I turned the tables on him nicely today.
Everytime our Human serves up the Fancy Feasties, I like to eat slowly and daintily, taking a break now and then, but Possum gobbles his up in two shakes of a Pussycat's tail and then comes and stands over me, watching and waiting till I just give up and walk away and then he gobbles up my food too.
So our Human has adopted the practice of serving Possum's food up on the balcony and then shutting him out there, while she feeds me indoors.
Today, however, as she was putting Possum's food out there for him, I ducked in under his head and started eating his food. So she put his - or rather, my - bowl down beside his and he went to eat from it. He gobbled up all his food in next to no time (greedy thing that he is) and then came and stood next to me, watching me eat, as usual.
Only this time, when I stopped and moved away, he got the surprise of his life. Instead of me leaving him more than half of my lovely Feasties - I had almost licked the bowl clean!
My Human was very pleased with me - Possum, less so ;-)
PS. It was Chunky Chicken Feast.
Pixie here (Possum is napping).
I turned the tables on him nicely today.
Everytime our Human serves up the Fancy Feasties, I like to eat slowly and daintily, taking a break now and then, but Possum gobbles his up in two shakes of a Pussycat's tail and then comes and stands over me, watching and waiting till I just give up and walk away and then he gobbles up my food too.
So our Human has adopted the practice of serving Possum's food up on the balcony and then shutting him out there, while she feeds me indoors.
Today, however, as she was putting Possum's food out there for him, I ducked in under his head and started eating his food. So she put his - or rather, my - bowl down beside his and he went to eat from it. He gobbled up all his food in next to no time (greedy thing that he is) and then came and stood next to me, watching me eat, as usual.
Only this time, when I stopped and moved away, he got the surprise of his life. Instead of me leaving him more than half of my lovely Feasties - I had almost licked the bowl clean!
My Human was very pleased with me - Possum, less so ;-)
PS. It was Chunky Chicken Feast.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Broadening Our Horizons
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Well, our Human is now back from her annual trip to London (which is a big, big city far away over the sea, in the land where She was born) and while She was away, leaving Us in the care of our Catsitter, Luba, We decided to put the time to good use and broaden our literary horizons. Her brother sent her a reading list for Us and We would like to share it with you.
a) The Thoughts of Chairman Miaou.
This Chairman Miaou was a Commiaownist. We have never studied Political Science, so We weren't sure what Commiaownism is. Our Human explained that it is a political and economic system. She says she disapproves of this system but that it's always wise to read and understand even the Bad Ideas, so as to be able to present Intelligent Arguments against them. That sounds logical to Us - only We found the book rather boring :-(
b) I, Clawdius by Robert Graves
This was rather more to our taste, being a thrilling historical novel, set in Ancient Rome. Furthermore, We remember the series which was shown on the big screen with the moving pictures, in the living room.
c) Rich Man, Paw Man by Irwin Shaw. That was very long and We haven't got round to it yet.
d) The Whisker Trilogy - 3 plays by Arnold Whisker. We get the impression that he, too, was a bit of a Commiaownist.
e) The Three Mousketeers by Alexandre Dumouse
Another exciting historical romance, set in 17th century France. This was one of our favourites!
f) Last - but by no means least - The Miaowses Legacy - by Adam Palmer, a thrilling tale of secret agents, assassins, international conspiracies and deadly secrets thousands of years old.This was our favourite. And you know what, Fellow Felines? We're going to let you into a little secret of our own. This book was written by our Human's brother. Adam Palmer is his pen name. That's right, Kitties. Our human uncle is a real, live, published author.
Well, our Human is now back from her annual trip to London (which is a big, big city far away over the sea, in the land where She was born) and while She was away, leaving Us in the care of our Catsitter, Luba, We decided to put the time to good use and broaden our literary horizons. Her brother sent her a reading list for Us and We would like to share it with you.
a) The Thoughts of Chairman Miaou.
This Chairman Miaou was a Commiaownist. We have never studied Political Science, so We weren't sure what Commiaownism is. Our Human explained that it is a political and economic system. She says she disapproves of this system but that it's always wise to read and understand even the Bad Ideas, so as to be able to present Intelligent Arguments against them. That sounds logical to Us - only We found the book rather boring :-(
b) I, Clawdius by Robert Graves
This was rather more to our taste, being a thrilling historical novel, set in Ancient Rome. Furthermore, We remember the series which was shown on the big screen with the moving pictures, in the living room.
c) Rich Man, Paw Man by Irwin Shaw. That was very long and We haven't got round to it yet.
d) The Whisker Trilogy - 3 plays by Arnold Whisker. We get the impression that he, too, was a bit of a Commiaownist.
e) The Three Mousketeers by Alexandre Dumouse
Another exciting historical romance, set in 17th century France. This was one of our favourites!
f) Last - but by no means least - The Miaowses Legacy - by Adam Palmer, a thrilling tale of secret agents, assassins, international conspiracies and deadly secrets thousands of years old.This was our favourite. And you know what, Fellow Felines? We're going to let you into a little secret of our own. This book was written by our Human's brother. Adam Palmer is his pen name. That's right, Kitties. Our human uncle is a real, live, published author.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Our Human's Blog
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
We have mentioned, in our profile (and a very aristocratic profile it is, too) that our Human has her own blog. We thought some of you might be interested in reading it. She writes quite a lot about political matters. She also writes about books and music and about her chief interest (besides Us, of course) - her choir.
So here is the link:
http://shimonafromthepalace.wordpress.com/
Have a good week!
Possum and Pixie
We have mentioned, in our profile (and a very aristocratic profile it is, too) that our Human has her own blog. We thought some of you might be interested in reading it. She writes quite a lot about political matters. She also writes about books and music and about her chief interest (besides Us, of course) - her choir.
So here is the link:
http://shimonafromthepalace.wordpress.com/
Have a good week!
Possum and Pixie
Monday, July 4, 2011
Sweet Sixteen
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum here - to remind you all what a very special day this is for me. July 4th is ..... My Birthday!
Today, I am 16 years old! Sweet Sixteen, my Mummy (I mean, my Human...) says! And she opened a tin of my favourite flavour of Fancy Feast, Salmon and Ocean Whitefish. Of course, she filled Pixie's bowl too, but Pixie didn't really want it all, she doesn't have such a big appetite as I do (and besides, it isn't her Birthday today, that's not till next week), so she stepped aside and let me finish hers.
My Human says I am as handsome as I was the day we met, nearly 16 years ago. In fact, she says I'm even more handsome, if possible. You can judge for yourselves:
It was very hard to decide which picture shows Me to best advantage, so here are a couple more, all taken this year:
She also says that She loves Me very, very much. (I'll let you in on a Great Secret. I love Her very much too.)
And I love Pixie also - even though we squabble quite a lot.
(It's her Birthday next week, Fellow Felines, don't forget - July 14th.)
Pixie and I are going to have our joint Birthday Party this coming Shabbat afternoon (July 9th) and all our Feline Friends are invited. There will be milk and cookies and smoked salmon and Birthday Cake and 21 different flavours of Fancy Feast.
We hope to see You there among our guests. (Our Human says it's not polite to ask for presents, so we won't. But we don't see any harm in just hinting how much We love getting them - mol...)
Till then, au revoir, Fellow Felines - or, as we say in Hebrew, lehitra'ot.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Moonlight Robbery
Fellow Felines! The most terrible thing has happened! Someone has stolen the moon!
We were sitting there on the balcony, staring at it, when a dark shadow started nibbling away at it, for all the world like a mouse nibbling at a Gouda cheese! And slowly but surely, the moon began to disappear! Now it's all gone! The sky is completely dark! We are so frightened - if someone can steal the moon, nothing is safe!
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We weren't really frightened... No, indeed. We were just pretending. We are Fearless Felines. Our Human says the moon will come back soon, this is just something called an e-c-l-i-p-s-e. That's a new, scientific word We have learned. We are very erudite kitties. (That's another long word We have learned.)
Our Human has been taking pictures of the cheese (sorry, moon) being eaten and she will post them in her own blog in a day or two. Meanwhile, Fellow Felines, enjoy this rare and beautiful spectacle of Nature.
Possum and Pixie
PS. She was right! It's slowly coming back - like our distant cousin, the Cheshire Cat, reappearing a bit at a time.
We were sitting there on the balcony, staring at it, when a dark shadow started nibbling away at it, for all the world like a mouse nibbling at a Gouda cheese! And slowly but surely, the moon began to disappear! Now it's all gone! The sky is completely dark! We are so frightened - if someone can steal the moon, nothing is safe!
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We weren't really frightened... No, indeed. We were just pretending. We are Fearless Felines. Our Human says the moon will come back soon, this is just something called an e-c-l-i-p-s-e. That's a new, scientific word We have learned. We are very erudite kitties. (That's another long word We have learned.)
Our Human has been taking pictures of the cheese (sorry, moon) being eaten and she will post them in her own blog in a day or two. Meanwhile, Fellow Felines, enjoy this rare and beautiful spectacle of Nature.
Possum and Pixie
PS. She was right! It's slowly coming back - like our distant cousin, the Cheshire Cat, reappearing a bit at a time.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Shavuot - Feast of Treats
Our Human has been celebrating the Shavuot festival today - the Jewish Feast of Weeks. But for Us, it has been a Feast of Treats. On this festival, it is traditional to eat dairy foods, and at any rate, not meat. She had her sisters round, with their mates and kittens, for a Buffet Lunch and made lots and lots of delicious goodies and her sisters also contributed tasty treats. It was very noisy and the little ones ran about all over the place, which always scares Us, so We hide under the bed. But She knows this, so when there is going to be Company, She shuts the bedroom door so they won't come in and disturb Us.
Anyway, after everyone had gone and We had the house to Ourselves again, She shared some of the Festival Food with Us. Since there's such a lot left over, perhaps some of you would care to join Us. What would you say to some fresh salmon, baked in a delicate sour cream and dill sauce? Or maybe a dollop or two of tuna salad? Cheese and mushroom quiche, anyone? And for those of you with a sweet tooth, the pièce de resistance (and our human's showpiece) - cheese-cake (with cherries)...
But you'd better hurry - it won't be there for long ;-)
Possum and Pixie
PS. If any of you know of a homeless kitty, in need of a square meal, you could bring them along too. We have so much, we would like to share some with pussycats less fortunate than ourselves...
Anyway, after everyone had gone and We had the house to Ourselves again, She shared some of the Festival Food with Us. Since there's such a lot left over, perhaps some of you would care to join Us. What would you say to some fresh salmon, baked in a delicate sour cream and dill sauce? Or maybe a dollop or two of tuna salad? Cheese and mushroom quiche, anyone? And for those of you with a sweet tooth, the pièce de resistance (and our human's showpiece) - cheese-cake (with cherries)...
But you'd better hurry - it won't be there for long ;-)
Possum and Pixie
PS. If any of you know of a homeless kitty, in need of a square meal, you could bring them along too. We have so much, we would like to share some with pussycats less fortunate than ourselves...
Monday, May 30, 2011
Rage
We are so angry, Fellow Felines! Terribly, terribly angry and terribly, terribly sad.
After following the link on our dear friend Admiral Hestorb's page and reading the tragic story of Daisy, we proceeded to Daisy's Facebook page. We would dearly love to get our claws into the face of the evil monster who did such dreadful, wicked things to poor little Daisy Cat. We would like to rip his eyes out! And our Human, too, was angrier than we have ever seen her. She was pacing up and down, dreaming up all sorts of punishments for that sick, perverted creature.
But it gets worse, Fellow Felines - as if such a thing were possible! It turns out that Daisy's case is not unique and that in Denmark, of all countries, they actually have places where it is legal to imprison and torture animals in the same way as was done to Daisy!
Our Human has found a link to a petition to try and put a stop to this Great Evil and we would like to ask you all, Fellow Felines, to urge your human mummies and daddies to sign it.
Purr-ayers are not enough. It is time for Action!
After following the link on our dear friend Admiral Hestorb's page and reading the tragic story of Daisy, we proceeded to Daisy's Facebook page. We would dearly love to get our claws into the face of the evil monster who did such dreadful, wicked things to poor little Daisy Cat. We would like to rip his eyes out! And our Human, too, was angrier than we have ever seen her. She was pacing up and down, dreaming up all sorts of punishments for that sick, perverted creature.
But it gets worse, Fellow Felines - as if such a thing were possible! It turns out that Daisy's case is not unique and that in Denmark, of all countries, they actually have places where it is legal to imprison and torture animals in the same way as was done to Daisy!
Our Human has found a link to a petition to try and put a stop to this Great Evil and we would like to ask you all, Fellow Felines, to urge your human mummies and daddies to sign it.
Purr-ayers are not enough. It is time for Action!
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thank Goodness It's Friday!
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
We are so happy Friday is here and We get to have our Human at our beck and call round the clock for Two Whole Days! Especially as She went swanning off to Eilat on Tuesday, leaving Us all alone. She did leave out enough food and water for Us, it's purr-fectly true, but that's no compensation for having to go for Three Days without being petted and cosseted and cherished, the way We are used to!
Not only that - She switched off the computer and left Us incommunicado! Not only did we not have Her company, We were even deprived of the company of other blogging Felines. We know She didn't mean to be inconsiderate, but Humans can be so thoughtless sometimes, can't they?
Well, She's back now and She opened a packet of smoked salmon and shared it with Us and, of course, since it will soon be Shabbat, We'll be getting double portions of Fancy Feast.
If any of you care to drop by and visit Us over the weekend, there's plenty of smoked salmon left and many other Tasty Treats.
We're looking forward to seeing you all.
Shabbat Shalom
Possum and Pixie
PS. Here's a link to a lovely film we found on MewTube. We don't remember our kitty Mummy hugging us like this because we don't really remember her at all, but our human Mummy often hugs us and it's a really great feeling to be loved so much...
We are so happy Friday is here and We get to have our Human at our beck and call round the clock for Two Whole Days! Especially as She went swanning off to Eilat on Tuesday, leaving Us all alone. She did leave out enough food and water for Us, it's purr-fectly true, but that's no compensation for having to go for Three Days without being petted and cosseted and cherished, the way We are used to!
Not only that - She switched off the computer and left Us incommunicado! Not only did we not have Her company, We were even deprived of the company of other blogging Felines. We know She didn't mean to be inconsiderate, but Humans can be so thoughtless sometimes, can't they?
Well, She's back now and She opened a packet of smoked salmon and shared it with Us and, of course, since it will soon be Shabbat, We'll be getting double portions of Fancy Feast.
If any of you care to drop by and visit Us over the weekend, there's plenty of smoked salmon left and many other Tasty Treats.
We're looking forward to seeing you all.
Shabbat Shalom
Possum and Pixie
PS. Here's a link to a lovely film we found on MewTube. We don't remember our kitty Mummy hugging us like this because we don't really remember her at all, but our human Mummy often hugs us and it's a really great feeling to be loved so much...
Thursday, May 19, 2011
A Different Point of View
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
We've just been looking over our Human's blog, to see if She has written anything about Us, but she seems to think Trivia about light railways and failing technology is more important! And, which is worse, She has been neglecting Us, coming home late from work every day too tired to play with Us! Yesterday, we taught her a lesson and when She came home and started petting Us, I (Possum) scratched her (not a real scratch, I didn't draw blood)...
(Pixie here! I bit her! That will teach her not to take Us for granted like that.)
Anyway, She got all huffy and offended and said we don't understand how hard She works, she has to keep a roof over our heads and feed us all, after all.
But it didn't last, She can't stay angry with Us (or We at Her) for very long and we made up and when She went to bed, We snuggled up next to her.
Anyway, as we said, we've been having a look at her Friday 13th blog and we have to say, Fellow Felines, that it may have been a Freaky Friday for Her, but it was a very good day for Us, because she ordered a delivery from our favourite pet shop (We actually prefer the term "Companion Animals"), which included a large batch of Fancy Feast. She never tells them what flavours, She just says to mix it up. When it arrived, She counted and found 21 different flavours. That's right - twenty one! Yummy.
The only trouble is - that makes it so difficult to choose!!!
We've just been looking over our Human's blog, to see if She has written anything about Us, but she seems to think Trivia about light railways and failing technology is more important! And, which is worse, She has been neglecting Us, coming home late from work every day too tired to play with Us! Yesterday, we taught her a lesson and when She came home and started petting Us, I (Possum) scratched her (not a real scratch, I didn't draw blood)...
(Pixie here! I bit her! That will teach her not to take Us for granted like that.)
Anyway, She got all huffy and offended and said we don't understand how hard She works, she has to keep a roof over our heads and feed us all, after all.
But it didn't last, She can't stay angry with Us (or We at Her) for very long and we made up and when She went to bed, We snuggled up next to her.
Anyway, as we said, we've been having a look at her Friday 13th blog and we have to say, Fellow Felines, that it may have been a Freaky Friday for Her, but it was a very good day for Us, because she ordered a delivery from our favourite pet shop (We actually prefer the term "Companion Animals"), which included a large batch of Fancy Feast. She never tells them what flavours, She just says to mix it up. When it arrived, She counted and found 21 different flavours. That's right - twenty one! Yummy.
The only trouble is - that makes it so difficult to choose!!!
Friday, April 29, 2011
O Frabjous Day! Calloo! Callay!
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
We are ever so excited! Why? Well, We simply love weddings. So, when our human told us that today, far away over the sea in the land where she was born, a Prince is marrying his True Love and that we could actually watch it on the big screen with the moving pictures, we naturally said: "Count us in!" We Felines are real softies when it comes to Romance and have often been known to lend a helping paw, when necessary, to a deserving pair of human sweethearts. (You have only to think of Puss in Boots.)
We would, of course, have liked to be there ourselves, especially at the wedding banquet (where they are sure to serve all our favourite flavours of Fancy Feast - not to mention caviar) but, as we said, it is far, far away and we would never be able to make it back home in time for Shabbat so we will be watching it here and wishing all the best to Prince William and Miss CAT Middleton. May they live happily ever after - and have lots of lovely kittens.
We are ever so excited! Why? Well, We simply love weddings. So, when our human told us that today, far away over the sea in the land where she was born, a Prince is marrying his True Love and that we could actually watch it on the big screen with the moving pictures, we naturally said: "Count us in!" We Felines are real softies when it comes to Romance and have often been known to lend a helping paw, when necessary, to a deserving pair of human sweethearts. (You have only to think of Puss in Boots.)
We would, of course, have liked to be there ourselves, especially at the wedding banquet (where they are sure to serve all our favourite flavours of Fancy Feast - not to mention caviar) but, as we said, it is far, far away and we would never be able to make it back home in time for Shabbat so we will be watching it here and wishing all the best to Prince William and Miss CAT Middleton. May they live happily ever after - and have lots of lovely kittens.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
The festival of Pesach, which our human is celebrating this week, has caused us to devote considerable thought to the civilisation of Ancient Egypt. Did you know, Fellow Felines, that our ancestors in Ancient Egypt were held to be sacred animals and that one of the most important of the many deities worshipped by the Ancient Egyptians was Bast, or Bastet, the Cat Goddess? In such high esteem were our ancestors held by their humans, that when they crossed the Bridge, they were mummified, just like the Pharaohs and other Egyptians of high rank. The honour accorded to our Feline Ancestors was such that the penalty for killing one, even accidentally, was - DEATH.
Alas, We are no longer treated with such reverence and in modern Egypt, as, indeed, throughout the countries surrounding the Mediterranean Sea, there are many hundreds of thousands (if not more) of homeless pussycats, who are forced to scavenge for food and shelter wherever they can find it and who are often cruelly mistreated by humans. We - Possum and Pixie - are so lucky to have a human Mummy (no connection with ancient Egyptian burial practices - MOL) to love us and feed us and minister to our needs (and She is very lucky to have two such noble Felines as Us, if the truth be told) but We would like to ask you all, at this festive season, to remember those kitties less fortunate than ourselves and purr-ay that they may all find loving homes and caring humans and that the Days of Glory of the Feline Species may return once more.
Alas, We are no longer treated with such reverence and in modern Egypt, as, indeed, throughout the countries surrounding the Mediterranean Sea, there are many hundreds of thousands (if not more) of homeless pussycats, who are forced to scavenge for food and shelter wherever they can find it and who are often cruelly mistreated by humans. We - Possum and Pixie - are so lucky to have a human Mummy (no connection with ancient Egyptian burial practices - MOL) to love us and feed us and minister to our needs (and She is very lucky to have two such noble Felines as Us, if the truth be told) but We would like to ask you all, at this festive season, to remember those kitties less fortunate than ourselves and purr-ay that they may all find loving homes and caring humans and that the Days of Glory of the Feline Species may return once more.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Success!
Yes! Yes, yes, yes!
She has done it! Our human has finally figured out what to do in order that We may leave comments on the blogs of other Felines. She says that all that was necessary was to enable something called "Third Party Cookies". We aren't sure what that means exactly but if it involves cookies, We feel it must be something good. We like cookies - especially when they have been dunked in milk. We think chocolate chip cookies are the best, but She won't let us have them, because She says chocolate is Very Very Bad for pussycats. We also like parties and We aren't quite sure why We have to wait for the third party. We haven't had even one party yet, but We have still managed to leave comments for other kitties to read on their blogs.
So now that that is all sorted out, We shall be coming to visit some of you purr-sonally very soon now. Watch out for the J-Cats!
She has done it! Our human has finally figured out what to do in order that We may leave comments on the blogs of other Felines. She says that all that was necessary was to enable something called "Third Party Cookies". We aren't sure what that means exactly but if it involves cookies, We feel it must be something good. We like cookies - especially when they have been dunked in milk. We think chocolate chip cookies are the best, but She won't let us have them, because She says chocolate is Very Very Bad for pussycats. We also like parties and We aren't quite sure why We have to wait for the third party. We haven't had even one party yet, but We have still managed to leave comments for other kitties to read on their blogs.
So now that that is all sorted out, We shall be coming to visit some of you purr-sonally very soon now. Watch out for the J-Cats!
Friday, April 8, 2011
Birthday Greetings
Fellow Felines,
We would like to take this opportunity to wish our human Many Happy Returns of the Day. Although it seems sometimes that we take her too much for granted, we are always conscious of her boundless devotion to Us, her self-sacrifice (such as when she gave up a trip to Eilat with her friends in order to take care of Possum, who was very sick) and her dedicated service. We know, of course, that We are eminently worthy of such devotion, but still, it isn't every human who can rise to the challenge and prove themselves worthy of being allowed to serve Felines such as Us.
And deep down inside - We really do love her. Yes, We do - and on this, her Special Day, We will give her the name she has earned and say:
Happy Birthday, Mummy!
We would like to take this opportunity to wish our human Many Happy Returns of the Day. Although it seems sometimes that we take her too much for granted, we are always conscious of her boundless devotion to Us, her self-sacrifice (such as when she gave up a trip to Eilat with her friends in order to take care of Possum, who was very sick) and her dedicated service. We know, of course, that We are eminently worthy of such devotion, but still, it isn't every human who can rise to the challenge and prove themselves worthy of being allowed to serve Felines such as Us.
And deep down inside - We really do love her. Yes, We do - and on this, her Special Day, We will give her the name she has earned and say:
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Furr-ustrations
This is so furr-ustrating! We made our human set up a new blog, just for Us, so that We could hang out with our own friends, but We are new to Blogger and we can't understand why, when we try to comment on some other kitty's blog, our comments don't appear! Furthermore, although We have read the "help" pages, we still don't understand how to become "followers" of other feline bloggers.
And, as if all that weren't enough, we are unable to change our template!
Grrrr!!!!!
And, as if all that weren't enough, we are unable to change our template!
Grrrr!!!!!
Here Come the J-Cats!
Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Yes, it is Us - Possum and Pixie, the J-Cats (Jerusalem Cats). Here We are, at last! We know you have all been eagerly awaiting Our arrival. Our Human has been promising us our Very Own Blog for such a long time and today, She finally made good on her promise. It's all very well posting on her blog, but We do occasionally feel the need of some privacy. This is our very own special place, where We can hang out with our Feline Friends (and We don't mind socializing with C-A-N-I-N-E-S either, if they promise to behave with due decorum and not chase us).
We hope to hear from you all in the very near future. Some of you We already know and We hope to make many, many more friends now that We have a place of our own. So hurry up and drop us a line or two. Remember - Time and Tide waiteth for no Cat.
Yes, it is Us - Possum and Pixie, the J-Cats (Jerusalem Cats). Here We are, at last! We know you have all been eagerly awaiting Our arrival. Our Human has been promising us our Very Own Blog for such a long time and today, She finally made good on her promise. It's all very well posting on her blog, but We do occasionally feel the need of some privacy. This is our very own special place, where We can hang out with our Feline Friends (and We don't mind socializing with C-A-N-I-N-E-S either, if they promise to behave with due decorum and not chase us).
We hope to hear from you all in the very near future. Some of you We already know and We hope to make many, many more friends now that We have a place of our own. So hurry up and drop us a line or two. Remember - Time and Tide waiteth for no Cat.
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