Gatsbi is at the Emergency V-E-T

Gatsbi is not doing well. She is at the Emergency V-E-T.  Her blood sugar was very low, and her temperature was at 93F. She was having seizures and had messed in her bed and her tongue was hanging out. They got her glucose up to normal range, but she is having trouble getting warm again even with all of the warming devices that they are using on her. The V-E-T doesn't know if she will make it out of this because she believes that Gatsbi might have a tumor, or multiple tumors. We are waiting to see if they can get her temperature to raise, and then we will determine the need for additional tests to find out what else is going on.

We could definitely use a ton of purrs and purrayers for Gatsbi.

Luf, Us and Maw and Paw

Gatsbi

Gatsbi had lost almost 3 lbs during her D-I-E-T when all of the regular food bowls were up on the counters and on the dining room table. Only her D-I-E-T food was left down on the floor where she could reach it. Gatsbi can't jump onto tables or counters because of her neurological condition. Well, Bow ended up not being able to jump onto tables or counters earlier this year so the regular foods came down and were left on the floor level so that Bow could reach them again. Well, now Gatsbi has regained her weight and is once more fairly immobile. Such is regular life in a household with 10 cats...

Luf, Us

Said Well Enough

Luf, Us

Wordless Wednesday

Easy Like Sunday

Nothing like lying directly in front of the space heater on a frigid Sunday morning.

Luf, Us

Monday Morning Update

Gatsbi had her stitches removed on Friday and all is well with her. She is no longer a lap cat. That was one of those anomalies that occasionally occur here.

Orinch has been coming daily for his food. He doesn't hold his tail high. It's been hanging low since the hoo-haw-ectomy.

Maw bought some more Drontal, and put them in Pill Pockets and left them with just a teensy bit of food for Orinch on Saturday morning. So who appears, but Bob(bie) and scarfed down those Drontals and all the food.



So, Maw decided to just order a dag gone bottle of the pills over the innernetz since she's paying a 400% markup to the vet even with our volume/frequent flyer discount. So once the bottle arrives, she's gonna try to deworm Orinch, again.

It's been in the 80s here and so Maw put down more of that instant grass and planted a bunch of pansies, but by T-day it is supposed to be VERY COLD!!!!

Luf,Us

More Noos an a Meme

Orinch came back for his evening dinner last night. His tail wasn't held high, as he would normally do, but he showed up. I even managed to do some yard work and he didn't run away while I was out there. He never finished his Drontal, so I'll get a couple more and try them in Pill Pockets. We'll keep trying. Trouble is, those pills are expensive when purchasing from the V-E-T. Buying them online in a bottle of 50 is much cheaper, but I don't need 50 anymore since I'm not with the humane group.




Gatsbi has been tagged by Miss Boo for a meme.
Here are the rules:
* Link to the person who tagged you and post the rules on your blog;
* Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself;
* Tag 7 random people at the end of your post & include links to their blogs;
* Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
7 Random and/or Weird Facts about me!



1. I growl at efurry poodin when they get close to me, or even look at me.

2. I luf nip, but growl at efurry poodin partakin of da nip when I'm partakin of da nip.

3. Maw & Paw fostered my feral momma and our whole litter. Maw knew when I was about 4 weeks old that I was "different" from my siblings. The V-E-T says that either I had an illness that affected my brain when I was an infant poodin, or I have a spinal injury that causes my neurological difficulties.

4. I luf TUNA!!!

5. My right leg stays stiff when I walk or run. So Maw & Paw can tell when I'm coming because my stiff leg makes a "plop" sound.

6. I can only jump onto chairs and the couch. I can't jump onto counters or tables or the bathroom vanity and that is where all the non-D-I-E-T food is kept.

7. I talk A LOT. I say "Maaaow".

Any poodin who hasn't played yet, consider yourself tagged, if you wanna be....

Luf, Us

Stuff

Gatsbi is doing very well after her surgery to remove her mass. The V-E-T only removed 2 whiskers and barely shaved the area so as not to throw her balance off anymore than it already is with her neurological difficulties. She has a very tiny sutured 'X' on the spot. While she was under anesthesia, her teeth were cleaned. Her fangs get very black on the tips for some reason, so now she has pearly whites once again. We are giving her Buprenex for the pain every 12 hours and she seems ok, although a bit more clingy than normal.

Here's a cute picture of Smokey. He lufs these floofy pillows and uses them, well, as a pillow.

Luf, Us

Thursday Thirteen #27

Thirteen Reasons Why Gatsbi Doesn't Want to Have Surgery Next Week 1. She hates being stuck in the PTU and going for a ride in the metal monster. 2. She is going to have to board overnight at the V-E-T because it is impossible to take food away from 10 poodins overnight. 3. She doesn't really care if the cyst on her face is becoming a mass. 4. She doesn't want her whiskers shaved off. 5. She doesn't want to take medicines. 6. She doesn't want to be a conehead. 7. She's afraid of going to the V-E-T. 8. It might hurt. 9. She won't be able to sleep in front of the space heater the night that she boards . 10. It smells funny at the V-E-T. 11. She will smell funny when she comes home and the other poodins will hiss at her. 12. She already has enough problems getting around because of her neurological disability, and if she is a conehead, it will be even harder. 13. She wants Maw & Paw to spend their green paypers on something else. Luf, Us

Formerly Fat Friday and Some Good News

Gatsbi had to go on a D-I-E-T because she quit moving and the V-E-T said she was twice the size she should be. With her neurological difficulties, she has enough trouble getting around, but the additional weight made her just give up and she pretty much stayed in the bedroom all the time and hissed and growled at any cat who came close to her.

So Gatsbi started eating Science Diet R/D back in February. Since Gatsbi can't jump on counters, or on tables without a chair strategically placed to help her, we were able to place all the other foods that the rest of the Forty Paws gang eats on the bathroom counter and the dining room table. Gatsbi's R/D was the only food to remain on the floor. So Gatsbi has lost 3.5 lbs. since February! And she is like a new cat! She stays out in the living room most of the time now, and actually jumps up on the furniture which she hasn't done for years. She is grooming herself once again. She has become more talkative and tries to participate in the Whirlybird play when it comes out of hiding. (Again, her neurological problems keep her from playing like most cats do. But she does attempt.) And, Maw & Paw are actually having trouble at first glance determining which Tuxie is Reno and which is Gatsbi! That's never happened!

So, for any of you poodins out there who have been told you need to go on a D-I-E-T, it really does help you! You'll have more energy and maybe even gain a rosier outlook on life!!! And the rest of us Forty Paws like the R/D also. We all eat it, along with Gatsbi. We like to show our solidarity in these matters.

And for some more good news:

Deshawn Brown was found guilty yesterday of a 3rd degree felony in the torturing of Mercy, his dog. You can read the article here. Let's hope that he gets the maximum sentence. And of course his momma defended him and said he wouldn't never hurt no dog and that he couldn't get a fair trial in Dallas because of all the publicity. The lawyers did request a change of venue, but the judge denied it. I'm assuming that they will appeal the verdict after the sentence is handed down.

Luf, Us

Gatbi's 8th Purrfday!!!

Today is Gatsbi's 8th Purrfday!!!

Happy Purrfday to you, Happy Purrfday to you, Happy Purrfday dear Gatsbi, Happy Purrfday to you!!!!

Luf, Us

Widebody Wednesday

True Confessions from Annie & Gatsbi

Mr. Hendrix tagged both of us to do our True Confessions Meme.

Annie:

I luf to lick Paw's aftershave off him. He even puts extra on when he gets home so that I can lick it off.

If there is an empty sink, I use it as my litterbox. Then I use whatever is handy around the sink to cover it up with. Like brushes, combs, washcloths, medicine bottles.

I love to be brushed by Paw when he is trying to use his computer. It's really funny to watch my furs get efurrywhere on his computer.

I am terrified of storms. I hate thunder boomers.

I luf to play "Where's Annie?" by hiding under the paper.

I luf sponge balls. I chase them efurrywhere.

I don't like stinky goodness. I don't like tuna. Sometimes I might eat turkey or steak if I feel like it. I don't like treats.

I hiss and smack Dorf, Smokey, Reno, Obi, and G.T. I tolerate Gatsbi because we grew up together. I respect Bow & Jenny because they are my elders. Sally is ok, maybe.

If an evil intruder comes to our windows, I throw myself at the window and hiss and spit and yell at them to leave.




Gatsbi:

I have lost 2 lbs. since going on my enforced d-i-e-t. I don't like my d-i-e-t, but I can get around better now, and my peg legged walk isn't as pronounced as it once was.

I growl at any poodin that looks at me or who gets within 3 feet of me. This really irritates Maw if I'm sleeping with her at night and I start growling.

I like to play with the pink string. I like for Maw to drag it along behind her. It takes me awhile to follow it, so no other poodins can be around or they steal my game.

I luf luf luf to lie in front of the space heater in the winter. The closer, the better.

I stole Bow's heated cat cup.

I growl at Bow even though he is Top Cat.

I've got a big ol' sebaceous cyst on my upper lip. Maw keeps draining it with a hypodermic needle, which I hate hate hate.

I used to go poop on the carpet in the kitten fostering room and in the master bathroom. Eventually, when Maw ripped out the carpet and put down vinyl in those rooms, I quit pooping in there.

Ok, we're done.

Luf, Annie & Gatsbi

Seven Random Facts About Me (Gatsbi)

One-Eyed-Jack tagged me, Gatsbi, to play the Seven Random Facts meme. Actually, Jack tagged the rest of us here at the Forty Paws who weren't tagged. So we'll be busy for the next seven days doing meme's on effurybody else. But I'm first.

Here are the rules. Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write on their own blog about the seven things and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your blog!

Seven Random Facts About Me:

1) I was born to a feral mama, but we were all caught at a very tiny age and so none of us kittens ended up being feral. Our mama was released at a barn though after she cared for us and was fixed because she really was totally feral. Maw fostered us and ended up keeping me because I have a neurological issue.

2) I walk with a straight front right leg, so my butt swings back and forth when I walk or run, and my head bobs when I'm eating and grooming.

3) I have been on a d-i-e-t for a few months now and I've lost 1.75 lbs. Since I can't jump up on tables or counters, my food is on the floor and efurrybody else's food is up high. No fair. The V-E-T said I should only weigh half of what I do weigh. Bummer.

4) Since I've lost weight, I can fit through the cat flap again and so now I go into the cat enclosure in the back yard again!

5) I still get my morning tuna, so that is good. And last night Maw made Pork Pot Pie and I had a little bit of pork!!! I jumped on the chair and Maw held the pork in her palm. That's the only way I can eat bean food, when Maw holds it in her palm cause my head bobs.

6) I growl at any poodin that looks at me or gets within 3 feet of me.

7) I love Bow's heated cat cup, and Maw had to buy an extra one just for me because I took over Bow's.

My tagees: Any poodin who hasn't played yet.

Luf, Gatsbi

Tuxie Tuesday

Gatsbi Update, Valentines

Gatsbi's bloodwork was very normal. Nothing is elevated. The V-E-T proclaimed that she is just fat. But Gatsbi isn't as impressed with the diet food as the other 9 cats here. And the V-E-T prescribed daily playtime with Gatsbi, even if it only includes her swinging her arms at a string. Remember, because of her neurological disorder, she can't run and jump at fevvers and such as other cats can. When I put her in a halter and take her outside, she lies down. Mebbe we need a stroller like Daisy has? At least she might get excited about going out. That might burn 10 calories.

Today will be very busy. We have to get all of our Valentines made to post for efurrybody that we are escorting to the Valentine Party. We hope we can keep it all straight since we are having multiple escorts from multiple households. This is kinda like being the homeroom mother and having to bake cupcakes for 10 classrooms. And helping address all those little Valentine cards.

Luf, Maw

Diets Suck

So Maw takes me to da V-E-T yesterday. This was not sumting dat I wuz ikspektin. She tells da V-E-T dat I bin bery le-thar-gik. She sez Eyem dinkin lotza water. She sez Eyem yakkin.

So da V-E-T tries to palpate my tummy and such. She sez I'm "overweight". Excuse me? Dat is not nice to say to a lady. She sez my liver feels funny, but it mite just be da fat. Excuse me? She sez she wanna take dem x-rays and pull blood outta me. An she also sticks a needle in da bump on my lip. Excuse me?????

So den da V-E-T brings dem x-ray visions bac to show Maw an sez dat wun of my kidneys is square, probly cuz da fat is pushin on it, and my stomach is in the wrong spot, probly cuz da fat is pushin on it, and she caint see my liver real gud cuz the fat is in da way, and my body extends bowt 2 inches past my frame. She sez Eyem FAT. Excuse me? Wat do u ekspect wen der is 5 types of fud laid owt banquet style an I kaint run an leap cuz of my disabilities?

Den she tells my Maw dat I shuud way bowt 8-10 lbs. Maw's jaw hitted da floor. Maw sez "But that's what Sally weighs and she is the tiniest cat we have!" Da V-E-T shows dis chart to Maw an sez I must go on a diet immediately. She says dat mebbe I be ok at only 12 lbs. Well, now, that don't sownd az bad. Dat's only 5 1/2 lbs instead of 7 1/2. Excuse ME???

Maw here: A diet for Gatsbi won't be as difficult as it would for any other cat here because we can put everyone's food up on the counters and tables and Gatsbi can't get to it. She can't jump because of her disabilities. So, we've put the prescription diet on the floor for Gatsbi, but come to find out, several of the cats are enjoying it. Well, that's ok because several of the cats here at Forty Paws could be considered "overweight".

Of course, this change to the feeding arrangement has got all of the cats quite upset. You know how they hate change. And you know that weight loss in cats must be done very slowly and carefully because they can easily get Fatty Liver Syndrome or Hepatic Lipidosis. This is a disease where a lack of appetite can trigger fat cells to start accumulating in the liver which can't break them down quickly enough. This can cause irreparable damage to the liver if not caught quickly and treated. Obese cats are particularly susceptible to Fatty Liver Syndrome and it is extremely important for the humans to watch for signs of inappetite and get veterinary help immediately.

So we are awaiting the blood results and also waiting to see if we will need to have a sonogram done on Gatsbi's liver if the liver counts are off.

Gatsbi here: Diet's SUCK!!!!

Gatsbi's Peculiar Aristocratic Title

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Baroness Gatsbi the Lush of Goosnargh on the Carpet Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

Gatsbi Bommit

Hey, I'm Gatsbi. Yep. That's with an "i". I was named 'for they figred out I wuz a girl. I bommited in Maw's bathroom at 6 this am and woke my Maw up. Then I lay down in it. Maw sed it was gud dat it was on the vinyl. She sed it ok.

I was bored wid a problem. The bet sez its ether a spinal cord jury or a brane illness. So I haz problems walkin and my hed bobs up n down when I eat and wen I try to take a bath.

I don't like cats. I growl at dem. All the time. I really don't like Dorf. I really don't like Smokey. I really don't like G.T.

Maw & Paw fostered me and my brudders and sisters. Maw & Paw kept me cuz I is special. I caint jump too hi and I dunt have no brakes.

I don't like cats.