Nikita Cat: Proud Feline Pundit - You Giva Me No Trouble, I Giva You No Smack!
Miss Elvira: Bold, Fresh, with Tortitude to Spare!
Creative writing, experiences, outspoken observations & opinions, on life, & the world around them, taking 1 step at a time on the Journey of Discovery, & Enlightenment, that comes with having 9 Lives to work with.
Daddy and Dr. Amira Abdel-Malek, of Lakeside Animal Clinic, had a nice long chat and I listened to them from the comfort of my carrier, and since have done some online research.
As many of you know there has been uncertainty, for several years, as to why I have gone from 17 to 9 lbs, and not been able to eat enough to maintain a healthy weigh level; Irritable Bowel Disease, Chronic Kidney Disease, Hyperthyroidism, we have not been able to know more because daddy could not afford the tests. I also have a small heart murmur (level 2 out of 6).
He's been reluctant to put too much on the Care Credit card, especially now, when we are living practically month to month, if not day to day, despite his getting his first job in 3 years (Walmart-PT Temporary).
I was born in March 1998 and, not long afterwards, my mom, and her litter found themselves in a cage at the Humane Society, in Pomona California. One day, a month later, the human who became my Best Bud wandered in and when I saw him I just KNEW we were destined for each other.
As I looked out of a cage full of kittens and their mother, I somehow sensed that this human was about to look elsewhere because of the lackluster look of my siblings so, from the back of the crowd I, the runt of the litter, pushed forward, approached the bars of the cage, climbed up a bit and meowed a tiny "Wassup?" It was love at first sight. This human was under my spell though I didn’t have a clue what this concept meant.
He took me home as a companion to an old yellow/orange cat and the 3 short months we were together, before he passed on, taught me a lot and spiced up the once lonely life of this old warrior.
I wasn't a year old when I discovered how making noises by shaking a piece of paper could be a useful skill for a cat to have. I learned pretty quickly that this human always filled my food bowl in the morning when he got up.
In my first 3 years I learned to do a lot of things; I guess it had something to do with my superior IQ. It was late summer of 1998, even as my human and I were still dealing with the passing of the old warrior, when he bought his first computer and I made my presence known online.
I’ve written before about the series of autobiographical stories I wrote on a website, from that fall 1998 through 2001 and, how all but the last chapter completed was lost when the website shut down. I’ve even shared that remaining story.
Why did I discontinue it?
When you and your human persuade yourselves that you don't have the knowledge, resources, encouragement and time to recreate what you long believed was some of the best writing you have ever done, writer's block is an easy thing to get caught up in.
The great picture of Nikita at the bedroom window was taken yesterday, and now he has returned to napping after nibbling a little Gerber Chicken, and then sitting by the balcony window for a few minutes.
We got word in response to a story of his daddy submitted to a website and I will share the story and the news in my next post.
Daddy chatted with the vet and this is what he learned:
There are no smoking guns as the vet calls it; nothing that points clearly toward what the problem is with the weight loss and lack of eating.
The Liver is fine; no onions. The Kidney is in the high end of normal, and the Thyroid is also still normal. He has a little high white blood cell count, but that could be from the excitement of the check-up.
It's possible Nikita has Inflammatory Bowel Disease, but it's hard to tell from a Lymphoma. The vet has prescribed a pill for the IBD and told daddy to stop the Prednisolone for the duration.
There is a blood test to check for Pancreatitis that they may try at some point. If Nikita is still not eating in a couple of days the vet will try a hunger stimulant.
There are options, if it comes to that, much more expensive than blood tests, of course; ultrasounds and exploratory surgery. Daddy could put those on his Care Credit card, but would rather not add more debt as long as he still has no job.
A lot has been going on since we returned from Blog Paws and we had planned to help daddy post about his adventure, now that we have things organized at last; I told Nikita to concentrate on his health, I'll help daddy as he also continues his job search.
Thank you everyone for your purrs and purrayers, it means a lot to all of us.
Good evening felinity assembled, Elvira Mistress of Felinity here.
Daddy took Nikita to the vet, this morning, and the results were interesting.
Nikita said they waited in an exam room for about a half hour and the highlight was hearing a young lady kitty, named Sassy , down the hall, cursing like a merchant marine..LOUDLY. Nikita said she used words he hadn't heard in years, in sentence combinations that he didn't think were possible, and certainly not lady-like. All that drama over having her nails done, hee, hee!
The vet did a thorough exam, took urine and blood for tests, and came to a few conclusions as a result.
Nikita weighs a shocking 9 lbs! This means he has lost over a pound since his last weight check.
His teeth and his ears were not the source of any problem that could cause his weight loss or lack of eating.
Good afernoon, felinity assembled, this is your no longer as young as he once was head opinionated pussycat, Nikita.
It has been a busy week, here; Daddy and his medical appointments, I and my summer hairdo, Elvira watching all this coming and going in between naps and snoozes.
Oh, and we still have Blog Paws reportage and photos coming, plus more surprises planned.
When I entered the life of Daddy Kiril, in the spring of 1998, just over a month old, one of the things I remember is a t-shirt he had.
He wore it in a couple of photos of us that he took, and our only regret is that they didn't turn out much clearer.
Neither of us remember when he bought it (but it had to have been in 1997, or early 1998), or how long he wore it before honorably retiring it.
He had forgotten where he bought it, assuming it was long out of manufacture.
Then, several days ago something brought the old shirt to mind, and he did a Google...and got the surprise of his life; Not only was the shirt still being made, but it was being made and sold by the original company!
Daddy filled out a comment form on the site, as follows, and then bought a sweat shirt:
"Oh my! Just did a search on a whim for an old t-shirt I had in the late 90's "Real Men Admit They Love Cats", and discovered your site and my beloved shirt!
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