vet visit

DSC00850Yesterday we tripped our way to the vet – again.

Jenner spent the night for a kidney/liver/urinary check. He’s good. Healthy and happy… thank GOD!

Aggie went with us. 6 months ago, for her yearly check, it was actually cheaper to get a “package” deal than to separate everything out. This included 2 vet checks. So we went – it was already paid for. Besides, she’d been limping for a good week; hobbling on three legs sometimes.

It turns out that she’s torn her ACL in her right leg. I’m thinking she actually did this 2 years ago when she slid on some ice, but recently torn it up again.

Surgeries to repair ACLs run between $800 to $1600 or so. Impossible for me right now. Not to mention that I live where stairs are unavoidable. Not good for knee surgery recipients.

She’s doing better this week. I’m making her slow down to walks in the park. But yesterday her hind end collapsed twice. Once on the stairs to the basement level and once leaping into the truck.

I’m looking at more supplements for joints and ligaments. But the vet tells me that her other ACL will probably go.

My poor girl. 


Jenner update

It’s Wednesday and Jenner is much, much better – so far.

Sunday I would have sworn we were on our way back to the vet  on Monday – possibly for the last time. I was very worried and unhappy about it, but just tried leaving the whole thing to God. I couldn’t handle it, at all.

Peggy helped alot that afternoon, when we spoke on the phone. I was very grateful to just talk it out with her.

But then on Monday, Jenner was so much better – playing and eating. He still needs to drink more and more water, but I think his antibiotics started to really work about that time.

He’s been like that for 3 days now. I’m very happy to see him so affectionate and back to wrestling with Aggie. It just wouldn’t have been the same without him around to lord over the dog and demand attention from me.


My poor Jenner-cat spent last weekend in the “hospital”. He had a “blocked urethra” which basically means he couldn’t pee.

This is really, really bad.

With the urethra blocked, the bladder fills and can’t be released. Which in turn stops the kidneys from working. Obviously this is very bad and is a cruel way to die.

And not cheap.

He spent the weekend catheterized to flush his system and came home Monday. It was a quiet, empty house that Aggie and I came home to on Sunday (we went to the parents’ once the vet said that Jenner was safe).

But the next few weeks are dangerous because he is most likely to relapse within this time. And he will have to be continually watched for this condition the rest of his life, and have special – read ‘expensive’ – food.

 One of the difficulties is getting Jenner to drink more water. Just like kidney stones in humans are mostly prevented by drinking lots of water, it helps cats for these blockages of mucus and crystals as well.

I’ve acquired saline to inject under his skin for the next week, from the vet; as well as antibiotics. Jenner’s body will absorb the saline and that will help until I figure out how to trick him into drinking more. Sticking a needle under his skin and getting a cat to hold still as a bubble of saline forms, is not easy.

I bought a drinking fountain, that filters water and is supposed to attract cats because it’s fresh and more interesting than a bowl… Yeah, Jenner’s very suspicious of it and was down right scared of it the first night.

He finally checked it out after 3 days, but it’s not “safe” yet.

It’s funny that my beast of a cat is frightened by a little trickle of water.

But I need him to drink and drink and drink.

If he doesn’t and becomes blocked again, I’m afraid I’ll be out of options.


old dog

I think that Aggie is showing the first signs of slowing down.

Supposedly she was 2.5 when I got her 3 years ago, but she’s been running full-speed ever since I’ve had her, so it was difficult to tell. But the last few weeks, I’ve noticed that she’s not running as far or as fast as she did, even this past winter.

Not that she’s stopped demanding her twice daily walks… oh no! Those are sacred and if I forget or delay, much snorting and whinning result.

But she’s less likely to complain if a walk is cut short for time’s sake (these days, I have to get to work much earlier, which have shortened our morning walks by at least 20 minutes).

I think that she relies on the fact that we will, in fact, be going out again… and again… and again…

my brother and my cat

My 20 lb, beast of a cat – fully equiped with extra toes, ready to rip apart unsuspecting songbirds in a flash – has fallen in love with my brother.

This small mountain lion begs my brother to pet him. Jenner stands at his feet meowing for attention. And when he gets it, he starts purring, like the rumbling of the midnight train, and pushing his head against Andrew’s chest, or leg, or whatever of him that is reachable.

When Andrew takes the time to watch a movie, Jenner’s right there to sit on his lap and get his attention quota.

I have no idea what I did to get the cold shoulder, but if Jenner had a choice between me and Andrew… I’d be minus one cat.

missing members… sort of

Because we went home this weekend, the dogs were all packed up and brought along. Jenner, of course, stayed home. Poor kitty.

I drugged all the dogs with Benadryl. Aggie gets 3 because she 45 lbs, though she’s pretty calm for the most part. Lou’s calm too, but I gave him 1 anyway. Ella’s crazy and despite being only 13 lbs, she got 2 and fought them off the entire way.

When Andrew and I drove back, we were 2 pups less. Lou and Ella are staying with Mom and Dad for a little while. Mom’s got spring break this week, so she’s home with them most of the day.

But I think Aggie’s missing her puppies, or at least her “pack”. She was just standing around last night and seemed a little mopey. At the least, she didn’t know what to do with herself without Lou jumping on her.

It was kinda sad.

the craziest thing…

This morning, I was getting ready to leave and Lou ran out the door when I opened it. So I decided I’d better let him hit the back yard before being locked in for the day, but I left the other two dogs inside.

I went back to the kitchen to turn the light off and heard him barking. As I went back to the door to yell him inside, I looked out the window and saw him chasing a FOX! across the backyard. Luckily, Lou didn’t duck under the fence.

But it was kinda cool! I’ve not seen a fox in the back yard before. Raccoon, possum, squirrels (of course) and lots of feral cats, but not a fox.

Cool, huh?