And Then There Were Eight

Sadly, we are mourning the loss of two of our children.  Ming and Midge have gone over the Rainbow bridge. A few Saturdays ago we awoke and I began my medicine and feeding ritual.  Midgey always got her meds first.  I pulled her out from under the table she always slept under due to a heating vent there. I wrapped the towel around her and pilled her as usual.  Normally she didn't like it but took it in stride.  This day she turned on me and anchored her front claw in my chest.  I pulled her claw out, set her down and she flipped over on her side, yowled loudly, her front legs stretching out stiffly in front of her.  I ran and got the cat carrier to put her into.  I picked her up and set her back on the carpet so I could unlatch the carrier door and she again yowled and her legs went straight again. I carefully put her into the carrier and went to find Ming.  He couldn't walk.  I kept sitting him up and he kept falling over.  I retrieved a second carrier, put him  in and off we went to our vet.  The diagnosis was Midgey probably had a brain tumor and Ming needed steroids but that was risky because his heart had also worsened.  I could not put him through possibly having more heart trouble because of a steroid treatment.  Ming was around 23 and Midge was around 18 so they did have a long life but still I miss them so much.  No matter what the circumstances, I still always feel like maybe there was a chance for them to get better even though my heart knows better.  I have to say putting down two in one day is a hard one to take.

Is There Still A Debtor's Prison?

Our puppy Cherry, went to the vet with Midge today.  Midge got her blood tested for the Thyroid T4 numbers and got a Cortisone shot for her leg as well.  Cherry had X-Rays to make sure she didn't have kidney or bladder stones since she is having her second bladder infection in five months. Good news.....no stones in either place.  Bad news.....the bill for the two was $369.11.  Our credit card is getting sooo high. *choke* 

It's super expensive to rescue animals.  I just can't stand to see animals turned out to fend for themselves.  NOT ALL CATS CAN HUNT!  I can't stress that enough.  I've seen several cats that could not catch a bird or mouse to save their lives.  Those are the cats we rescue.  There are so many animals that need our help.  I wish I could open a no kill shelter for cats.  I would have a geriatric wing for them too.  Sort of like the progressive care/assisted living rest homes for the elderly.  As they get older and need more help they are moved into another wing of the facility.  We could have a visiting vet and a tech on duty 24/7.  There could be a play/exercise room too.  It's a dream but wouldn't that be wonderful?

I wonder if I could start a cartoon strip about these fur people?  I would have enough to write about with all the crazy personalities in this house.  So many of my friends tell me that all these cats are strange.  Hunter talks....he says hello, help and my room. That's just for starters.  Ming does a drum roll before he has a bowel movement.  His front feet go back and forth like he is digging only super fast and there's a beat to it. They use to have Friday evening meetings.  Before my husband's cat died (she was the alpha kitty) she would sit on a table and they would all gather in the room around the table.  The meeting would go on for around half an hour. I'll bet Stephen King would love to take that one into print. It was strange.