Sunday, January 01, 2017

Too much cute

This cute girl is directly responsible for Dad's current lack of productivity.

Saturday, December 10, 2016

Space heater hog

Maggie loves when the space heater comes out. She positioned herself on the arm of the couch between Mom and the heater so she could get all toasty. It was genuinely cold here in SC for the first time this winter, and one of the Christmas trees is near the thermostat and it throws off the temperature downstairs a little when the lights are on, so it was nice to have the little heater out. 

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Sweet Josie

Josie doesn't get enough attention on the blog, but she is such a sweet sister. Dad vacuumed the couch so of course she needed to stretch out and sleep on the couch. She loves when Mom and Dad hang out downstairs (her domain) instead of watching tv upstairs. She was extra loving today, and actually cuddled up with Mom in bed this morning (forced Mom to stay in bed). She usually gets chased off the bed by Maggie so it was nice that she got to enjoy some Mom time.

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Happy Black Cat Day!

I saw on Simon's Cat that today is Black Cat Day so Happy Black Cat Day to all my house panther friends out there, and especially to my brother Huggy Bear! Black cats get such a bad rap, but they are some of the most precious and loving cats Mom and Dad have been around (I've only been around one, but if he's a good representation then they're all OK in my book).

HB getting love from Mom
This is an older picture of Huggy Bear (2008 -- wow!) but this is how you'll usually find him, snuggled up as close as he can be to Mom.

Sunday, October 09, 2016

Windows are open -- life is better

My abscess is healing nicely and I'm feeling much better. Thanks for all the well wishes. Hurricane Matthew passed by us with few issues locally. We had heavy winds gusting up to 52 mph, and hard rain steadily on Saturday. In Columbia we had about 240 trees down and 31 roads blocked, but we were unaffected. Today was a prefect day, so nice that we had our windows open and enjoyed some fresh air.

During my illness Maggie was acting weird. Mom and Dad decided she had bruised her paw pad or tweaked her back left leg because of how she was behaving. She seems to be moving better now, but Mom also noticed that she was down about two pounds (now 7 1/2) which caused some concern. We are now trying out some wet food to try to get a little weight back on her, but so far it's Josie and I who are benefiting from the wet food. Dad bought 12 different brands and styles and we are taste testing them. We'll let you know our verdict once we've tried them all.

Thursday, September 29, 2016

The post I haven't wanted to make

Selfishly, I haven't wanted to post about this, because once I write about it it becomes real, but the same day I ended up at the vet, our dear friend Ginger's Dad passed away. Fred had been battling bladder cancer that ravaged his body. Mom and Dad have become friends with Ginger's parents Fred and Rita over the years, and it just breaks our hearts to watch him fade away. We are purring hard for Rita as she deals with all of this. Please keep her in your thoughts, too.

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

My Tuesday adventure

Jasper at the vet

Well I had quite the adventure on Tuesday, and not the fun kind involving a pirate's treasure map or giant robots from space or a Time Lord's blue Police call box. No, I had to go to the vet. It all started Monday night when I had an abscess on my left hindquarter rupture. It smelled terrible, and Mom and Dad instantly started to investigate.

I was sitting in my new favorite hang-out chair cleaning and cleaning this mess. Dad quickly scooped me up and took me to the big bathroom to help clean me up. Then I was whisked into the carrier and off to the emergency vet clinic. Mom and Dad didn't want things getting worse and they wanted me to be comfortable, but that guy wanted to do a ton of tests that started to feel excessive, and the price quickly jumped to almost $700.

I've gone through this before, so they knew what to expect, and this felt like overkill. I was doing better because most everything had already drained, so they took me back home and let me sleep in the bathroom by myself that night. First thing in the morning Mom took me to my regular vet. They were very nice to me, although I wasn't too thrilled about the barking dogs. (I know, they were nervous too.)

They had to put me under to do some minor surgery, shave the area, and clean it up real good. I'm home now and getting back into my routine. Mom and Dad have given me some pain meds that are a gel in a syringe. I've learned how to knock it out of Mom's hands, which is fun and makes me feel a little better and in control of some part of this situation.

Jasper is home

Being in my box again helps too.Boxes make everything better. My sisters have been a little out of sorts since I came home, especially Maggie, who won't quit hissing at me, although we did share treats last night. (Treats make everything better.) So now Mom is worrying about her, too. But Huggy Bear is starting to hang around with me again, so I think it's more a smell thing.

It was weird, though, when I was at the vet because they talked about me being "a 15-year-old cat" like I'm wearing out or something. First of all, I'm 14-and-a-half. Secondly, my name is not Jasper McOldman-Cat. It's Jasper McKitten-Cat, and I stand by the kitten part of my name. So don't go writing me off just because I'm not a toddler cat.

Hopefully I won't be sequestered in the bathroom at night anymore. But it all depends on if my wound of seeping or not. Thanks for all the purrs and well wishes from the Cats with Blogs group on Facebook. It means a lot. I didn't get to post here because it all happened so quickly.

Also, if you've made it to the bottom of this long and rambling post, thanks for reading it all. I don't normally type this much (my paws get tired), but I wanted everyone to know what is going on. Now I'm going to take a nap on Mom's bed while she's not looking.