Miss Scraps grabs some face time

I love this shot

 

 

Miss Jack achieves critical mass!

 

I think she's telling me off but I'm just not sure...

Ms. Stella in Repose

 

 

 

I was on the floor with Madame O'Houligan taking a much needed nap.

It was lovely

Ollie update

Not so wordless Wednesday

Quick vid update Ollie

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljE9cVAXjHE&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Ollie update day 5

A quiet day. 

Ollie came out this evening when it was quiet and snuck up on his old spot on the couch. 

He can look out the back slider from there. 

 I came home at lunch to check on him and he was curled up in his spot on the bed (he's not allowed out of the bedroom when I'm not home). I picked him up and put him in the same sun spot as yesterday's video. He wasn't so much in a playful mood but was very rubby and really wanted his nose & face scratched.   

So day by day this will be our routine. 

 He can come out in the evening for a bit then back to his bedroom.  The Vet said he can't do any running or jumping around for near six weeks.  Thus far that's not an issue but I am hopeful that if he regains his vision that will change. 

I will probably only do weekly updates now since he seems stable.  Unfortunately life doesn't just stop the way we'd like it to at times like this.  

When he was so lovey this afternoon in the sun puddle just rubbing and resting his giant head in my hand I never wanted to have to leave again.  I could have happily curled around him and stayed that way till the sun went down.  I call him my son but I really mean my sun all bright orange and buttery yellow brightness.  Ms. Stella Luna of course is my moon and Miss Jack & Scraps; my stars.  

I can't thank you enough for all the tremendous support and love and kindness you have all shown.  It's truly overwhelming the 'power of the paw'.  

Thank you

Thank you

Thank you

xoxo

TW  

Ollie Update Day 4 - playtime

Mr. Sunshine playing a bit today

Ollie Video Update Day 3

Just so to clarify; the pill I find in this video is his clavamox not the anti inflammatory one :)  he's a stinker! 

Happy Valentine's Day!

Proudly wearing our Valentines Skeezer button today!

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone!

 

Special shout from Ms. Stella to you know who!

Who sent along a Love Note along with a Winnie's Wish

CatNip gift set that she ADORES! 

 

Here is HRH herself

with Love & Biteys

 

 

*OMC TW is lame; I TOLD her to make a proper card! Afterall the sitting just right I had to do for this shot!   

Ollie Video Update Day 2

Ollie Home Day 1 video update

I start talking in the vid. At .40 But its softly so you may have to turn your volume up to hear my sleep deprived rambling update. 

Ollie is resting comfortably

Ollie is home and in my lap.  His face is very swollen still and he has rather violent sneezes.  He has partial vision in one eye.  Vets said the swelling should be subsiding over the next 4 to 6 weeks.  Once it's gone we can see how much brain damage there is.  Right now he's a bit wonky on one side when he walks.  But he's walkin
and earlier talked to me a bit

The one thing he's NOT doing is eating.  We have 24 hours to get him to eat something.  I have thus far tried everything I currently have including treats, food, and kibble.  

I need to go shopping tomorrow to get other things like cans of real tuna; baby food; even el junkfood friskies or whatever as long as he gets something.

One step at a time I guess.  

For now he is resting in peace and quiet.  I can only hope that his head is being quiet and he's not suffering too much.  

Time for his pain meds.

More later.

xoxo

TW 

  

Quick Update On Ollie

We are going tonight to bring him home.  After checking with my regular vet whom I trust implicitly; the extra blood tests and overnight stay *Dr. #3 advised we are deciding against that. 

If I get the chance tonight I will share photos of him at home.  He will be relegated to  my bedroom where he will stay by himself until he gets more familiar with his surroundings.  3 our of 4 vets told us he has some vision so I am hopeful that with the further medications, and if he is pain free the swelling will continue to decrease and his sight may return.  Even if it doesn't I don't care; my son will be home and comfortable & under my constant supervision. 

I cannot express how utterly astonished and grateful I am for all your well wishes, heartfelt purrs and friendships. 

I will have an art auction soon to raise funds for the nearly $2k in charges he has incurred thus far.  In the meantime; for those who expressed the desire to donate I will post my email (stacyhurt@rocketmail.com)  for my paypal.  This does NOT mean you are obligated please believe me!  I am truly in all your debts for all the caring the CB has given.  I could not have asked for better furriends.

Love you all!

xo
TW

My Son could use your purrs

Update on my Ollie

I posted on FB last night the following 

**Just returned from the cat ER.  Came home to find Ollie with severe head trauma.  He is in the oxygen tank and on diuretics to reduce the brain swelling.  We are hoping his eyesight will return.  I am a wreck.  No clue what happened or when.  We got to visit hi briefly and he was alert but skittish from all the excitement.  Will blog more and post after I check on him in the morning. **

sorry for the cut n paste but truly I'm wasted and wracked with grief (and guilt) 

I just called the ER (it's 11:pm PST) to check on him and was told he was off oxygen; he had eaten some and was doing well. 

so now let me explain what we think may have happened: As most of you know we have a visitor.  I've been feeding him and have plans to get him neutered just as soon as my buddie Vickie can take him (next Friday it turns out) to the clinic where she works doing feral spay/neuters once a month.

Ollie hasn't been too happy since the visitor has made his way into the house a couple times (by opening the locked screen door- he knocks it off the hinges) and I took Ollie's silence that maybe they could get along once the visitor got fixed. 

Fast forward to tonight when I returned home from work.  I feed everyone first thing; Ollie knows I'm home & comes to the kitchen door (that leads to the garage where I park my bike) and greets me.  Not today.  

So I put my stuff down & wandered into the living room where there was a scene!  Bird feathers everywhere; (Ms. Stella's handy work) the screen door was knocked off the hinge and the slider was open just enough. My Ollie was curled up on his hammock that is in front of the sliding door.  He was snoozing I thought.  I went around to give him pets & when he looked up at me I nearly died.   His face had a huge scab on his nose, there was severe swelling & one of his pupils was fully dilated & the other was partially covered by the nictating membrane.   There were minute traces of blood coming out of his nose.  I scooped him up and he was just limp.  I grabbed my  magnifying glasses and headed into the bathroom for a closer look, praying that the pupil dilation was not really what I was seeing.  

He was truly in pain; he simply felt his way into my lap and sat there.  It was then I realized he couldn't see and I flew into action.  

I ran to my neighbors and begged for a ride to our vet. (who agreed to see us if we could get there before six) We arrived & Ollie was whisked to the back for inspection.

  

Our vet said we needed to get him to the emergency clinic asap so they could administer IV with a diuretic to bring the swelling down.  There were no signs of car accident as he was completely fine everywhere else. 

I called Ellen's dad & he flew over to take us to the ER. 

They immediately took Ollie in the back and started him on the fluids.  They did a couple xrays and found no internal damage 

*though they did find an old wound of a BB still in his back!*  

I know, I know, and right now you could come and run over me with all your cars and I wouldn't feel any worse; truly.  I had no idea that 1.) we had horrible people in our immediate neighborhood and 2.) that he had ever been injured!  

The Vet came in and said she felt he should be ready to come home as early as tomorrow evening.  She said that he has no vision in one eye and most likely only sees shadows in his other eye.  It appears that he ran headlong into either the slider door,  a wall or something (she even suggested that someone could have hit him.  Not with a car but just... )I simply cannot recognize those words even as I write them. 

 Most likely; Ms. Stella wiggled her way out of the screen and caught a bird (as she is wont to do) maybe when she brought it back in it got away from her and I can see him flying through the house in an attempt to catch it.  I have seen him fly right off the top of the 6ft cat tree and miss the mantle by that much and go flying out of control.  I have also heard him hit the sliding glass door when the visitor is on the other side of it.  He doesn't scream; or howl, he just huffs and then slams into the glass.  

I have not seen the visitor since i've been home tonight.  Miss El took the bus and met us at the ER even as she was sick with a cold poor thing; and her dad and she brought me home; we chatted & looked all over the house & yard for clues.  Pat fixed the door for me so the screen and slider are actually locked now. 

Everyone else is fine.  The vet said that given time Ollie may regain some or all of his vision.  I'm still astonished by this.  His poor nose is so swollen but he's breathing fine.  They can't tell anything else about his head without and MRI which the vet said  really wouldn't be necessary given they can pretty much see what they need to see with all the other tests they've done.  

I will update you further in the morning when I call to check on him again.  They assured me I can call anytime during the night.  

They let us see him while he was in the oxygen chamber.  I was able to snuggle him a bit and his ears were like a bats; pivoting like mad at all the sounds.  He was so frightened then; I couldn't bear to leave him. Of course after everyone left I collapsed in tears and I thank Teri for messaging me at length even as I know she is three hours ahead of us.  

I thank everyone who has posted their love, hugs, purrs and well wishes on FB.  It really helped me make it through the night and not feel so totally alone.  

xoxo    

Enjoying the sun this weekend.  There are four cats here

Ollie is on the top level balcony

Ms. Stella is in her aptartment on level two

Miss Jack is on the bottom floor balcony

And Miss Scrapps is in the basement parking lot

 

slightly shifted but close up

 

Ms. Stella & Miss Jack having a discussion

 

Thanks for all the well wishes about our visitor.

I'm relieved to see him each day and he's so friendly I got him to purr the other day. It rips a tiny piece of me to close the door on him each time but for now 'that'll do'. 

 

xoxo

That Woman

Our Little Visitor Update Video

Every time I have to take him out it pains me but until he's neutered we cannot begin to assimilate him into our home.  Further; I feel that the conflicts between he and Ollie that have happened thus far may be insurmountable even after he's fixed.  I'm trying to remain hopeful. 

OhMyLollie

She stayed home today and so I was keepin a close eyes on her

jeez my nose looks big!

I was just sittin here; I don't know why she was all laughing and gettin the camera

she's weird

I was givin her purrs to settle her tummy and she liked it

I can tell these things 

Treats on my pillow

Because I am the Queen, waiting on my Royal cushion...

Notice my diminutive paw?

The slight turn of the ankle?

Gets her every time!

I even got her to stop watching Hitchens to fork over treats!

Its  good to be me.

Mr. Chewy Treat Taste Test, Video and Giveaway! (hopefully)

Heya hepcats! 

We got a free treat bag from Mr. Chewy to test taste! 

Look how cute this sticker is that was on the front! 

We were given a choice of treats and we chose Chicken; cos; well, it's been a loooong time since That Woman ate at KFC so this is the next best thing.  

(maybe)

These are freeze dried treats and below you can see the CEO of the freezer playin w/his NipCigar.  (The sunglasses are for he glare off the snow)

There was a nice brochure included but it stated wrongly that 2013 was the year of the Cat.  Well we fixed it and sent it back so they can make the correction. We like being helpful

We don't think the treats will give you this kind of coat. 

And since we mentioned the dreaded B word above we are posting this with no further comment except to say 

Enjoy you TTT's!

And finally our video the lazy human That Woman took today.  Ms. Stella was up first meowing on her stool for treats; naturally the nano second it took TW to turn on the video she stopped talking.  Then, apparently affronted by the camera; she leaves.  But three other kitties had no troubles with bribes what-so-ever! 

There was a rafflecopter entry for January but sadly we missed it.  I will see if I can contact Andrew at Mr. Chewy and get one for February.  

xoxo

Ms. Stella O'Houligan 

Caturday Flashiepants

Eulogy to a Stray Cat (NOT the one that's been visiting us)

I'm certain you enjoyed the heat of the sun on your lovely bi-colored furs; but alas, no more. I wonder if you had a special place somewhere near where you made it safe enough for yourself to indulge in a purr or two for your own comfort.  I'm positive that you took care of yourself even as those we humans who could have done something wandered by in our smugness that you belonged to someone else and weren't our responsibility.  

I am morbidly grateful for the semi-truck driver who slowed down and gave me a small smile when he saw me in the middle of the eight lane road, there with my black plastic bag blowing in the wind and mist;.  In that moment of eye contact he acknowledged my grim task and I appreciated the fleeting moment of an odd sort of belonging. 

You aren't the first I've taken from this road.  A couple years ago it was a ginger.  He wasn't nearly in as bad shape as you though.  I'm certain that however you met your end it was instantaneous owing the grisliness of your remains. Beyond the task at hand  I couldn't let my imagination wonder as to the circumstances as truly; that way madness lies.

Tonight when I get home I will pet my four cats more; I will drink in their gorgeous eyes; I will close mine in contentedness listening to their purrs.  I will not delude myself that you are in some mystical fairyland with multitudes of other stray cat waifs over some unicorn bridge now enjoying 'happily ever after' just to ease my own conscious.  We don't deserve to have our collective conscious' eased with such superstitious hyperbole.   We aren't children who need syrupy bedtime tales and warm fuzzy, feel good platitudes.  We need the hard truth to slap us out of our collective fantasy.  There are simply too many of you; it is impossible to save you all.  That is such a heartbreaking reality for all of us who love and care for animals.    

I wonder if you had any chance at happiness.  Possibly someone had let their female have 'just that one litter' and felt righteous that they found homes for her kittens.  Did they do you the courtesy of looking into your tiny bright eyes and tender whiskered face even as they passed you off to someone else (while feeling that much more relieved)? More likely as soon as your mom was found to be pregnant they simply disowned her; if there was a 'they' in the first place.   I wonder what color your eyes were. When I came upon you; your face had been completely impressed down into the pavement.  You know recently a celebrity died in a horrible car crash and within hours his dead face was plastered all over the Internet.  There was a huge, mortal gash but you could still see who it was. I had initially recoiled at the spectacle of it.  But I will tell you that image is in my head now and I can't forget it.   Had I thought about it; I would have taken your photo and posted it all up and down the street.  The sign would read "Have you Seen Me?"  

You deserved so much more from this life.  I hope you had known some kindness.   I saw no collar on you.  I didn't wait for animal control to come as where you ended this life was too precarious and wasn't about to leave you there for further target practice.   With my hands and arms in a  plastic bag as gently as I could, I gathered you up and into the bag.  I had a bit if a struggle with the bits of bone and innards that were no longer hidden inside your body but still attached; but slowly I manged to collect all I could.  I'm so very sorry, precious. 

I truly, truly am. 

Be at peace.   





 

Bloggerstipation

Heya Hepcats.  Blogger is not cooperating with us lately.  We have many posts from That Womans phone that appear to be 'saving' but then never allow access from either the laptop or the phone to publish.  In addition we are unable to delete  them.  WTP? 

What does this mean? Well for one thing- That Woman has to email the photos to herself and then post blogs. This is not convenient.  (also her smartphone seems to have developed a  sense of humour and asks her things like *talking to yourself again?*) we can vouch that she does in fact, do that: but still...the implied sentience is disturbing even for us.

The only upside is that she's not in our faces (auto correct inserted the word feces MOL!) alla time with the bloody camera!  Uninterrupted naptime is bliss...

Well... except this time of course. 

A quick scan of facebook has lots of our dearest feeling under the bed... (well SHE says 'weather' but since we are cats I think UTB is more accurate) so we have all our motors on high. 
Xoxo
Ms Stella O Houligan

Dreaming

                                      Xoxo

Resistance is futile