Fishnets for Vigoda!
Feel free to borrow this picture and post it on your own blogs, any of my many readers and fans! My pals G.W. and Wayne are trying to drum up lots of hits to provide Abe Vigoda with fishnets for life. Judging by the gams on that guy, he was MADE to wear the risque hosiery. Do your part!
And now, an update on the fluffy white divacat.
She's holding her own.
We went through a patch where she wouldn't allow us to give her the pill (a cat's tongue can be almost prehensile if said feline does not want you to cram something down her throat) and she wouldn't eat. Anything. And you know, she's a gal who always liked her food. We took her to the vet, expecting to hear the worst--she was fading pretty fast. But lo and behold, they did an x-ray and determined that her chest was clear of fluid. All her signs were good, except for she was down to nine pounds (this from a gal whose top weight was fifteen, and who weighed fourteen pounds at last year's visit). And the blood work they did indicated that her electrolytes were seriously out of balance due to the heavy duty diuretics she was no longer allowing us to give to her.
So the vet fed her, hydrated her with fluid infused with potassium, gave her her pill with this gadget that shoots the pill right back into the cat's throat... we bought one post-haste, and gave us an additional prescription for potassium to add to her daily capsule. She made a few return visits for feeding and such, and then she started eating on her own. Now she's scarfing the food down like there's no tomorrow (and who knows?), and she's back to her diva-ish, hissy self. Cooing to her sock toy, grooming, even letting me brush her as long as I don't get near the massive mats she has on her hindquarters from when she wouldn't let me brush her... So far, she's doing a lot better. Who knows how long she actually has, but hey--we'll take what we can get.
Here she is in all her infirm splendor, with her new Ugly Doll:
Labels: Abe Vigoda, fishnets, Shelly
posted by Cathy VanPatten at 6:38 PM
4 Comments:
YAY!!! for feisty-ass divacats! As you said, you take what you can get, but it's great to hear she's getting by for the time being!
I read things like this and immediately grab Sid for a big ol' bear hug. He's not sold on this particular activity, but attention is attention.
I'm so glad that she's doing better! She looks great! Oh, and if you've figured out a method to easily shoot the pill into her mouth even with the pill shooter, please share! We have a pill shooter, but it's still a battle of epic proportions to use it on our boys. It's amazing how such small creatures can out-manuever a grown man (my 190-lb. husband).
LOL!
The pill shooter thing seems to be working for now, because she no longer roils her tongue around like it's one of the Gorgon's snakey hair thingies. Not sure why... but we're able to get it way back and just shoot it in. Then we close her mouth up and blow gently into her nose--the vet taught us this trick, because it is supposed to make the cat swallow. It does--sometimes later rather than sooner!
When she's swallowed, I check her mouth to make sure it's down, and then I shoot a bit of water into her mouth with a big eye-dropper thing (it's really for giving infants liquid meds--got it at the drug store) to make sure the pill goes all the way down easily.
So far, it's working more often than it's failing. Fingers crossed!
Glad the cat is better, Cathy. Thanks for posting Abe. Give Jeff my best and tell him GW and I are looking for actors for our upcoming film PLAN NINE FROM MYSPACE.
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