The next kitty to need a vet visit is Olivia. Over the past few weeks she’s lost weight. Always thin and light, even a pound or two lost really shows on her. She’s eating marginally well but has taken to having Mom feed her individual kibble bits (while counting each one in French), and needing FortiFlora sprinkled over her wet food. She isn’t jumping up on counters or chairs like she used to just two months ago, and is sleeping alone, not with her bedmate brother Quint. We’ll get her in to the vet as soon as they can find an appointment on Mom’s day off (they are closed on Mom’s other day off), and hopefully, find an answer for her weight loss. She’s eleven years old now, not terribly old, but a reminder that our cats are aging. Give yours a gentle hug today!
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A Colehaus Cats flashback:
2022 – No post 2021 – Developing Good Habits 2020 – No post 2019 – No post 2018 – No post 2017 – No post 2016 – No post 2015 – No post 2014 – No post 2013 – Gatekeeper 2012 – No post
Our Chewy order arrived yesterday and Viola, who takes her job of box inspector very, very seriously, approved of the order of litter and box stack placement; not sitting in the sun yet close enough to the litter boxes for an easy transition.
Hey, a mom can always dream about all the kitties getting along. Nothing wrong with that, is there?
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Pia’s urinalysis on Friday went as perfect as pee could be. She had some to share and her tests came back absolutely normal. No sign of kidney disease. wOOt and Whew! No reason to be grumpy now, floof girl!