Then, not a day later, Pearl took really poorly and was urgently neutered and is still suffering from really awful skin reactions where the injections were given and spread all over her body in big pustular lumps. She has been in consolable with pain all over her pink little tummy. now her healing is complete with her spey, she has been able to have some steroids to calm everything down and reset her sore little body. She also had an injection of antibiotic to halt whatever bacterial thing had taken hold. Quite in the wars that one and after a few soothing washes she is healed all over. She is being treated well and trying to keep her calm is paramount currently especially as she thought she was pregnant the whole time.. To top all this off, poor kid has her urinary crystals back and is peeing in short sharp, wincy, bursts. Meooow! Momma is giving her wet food with some cider vinegar and cystease and slowly, she is getting balanced again.
One of us is also piddling everywhere. I hasten to add, it could be me although, I am keeping a very low profile, the kind of low that leaves one slinking along the ground undetected once Momma is on the 'sniff it out' rampage. I have to say, I look guilty when often I am not... or am I? I am keeping stum. Needless to say, I am still receiving tablets and cider vinegar, along with Pearl, to reduce bladder stress. I am not allowed anything but my food with no treats or extras which is not sitting well at all seeing as every cat in the house gets extras. It is just not fair. I won't mention the 2oz of steak that Momma trimmed off for me and the two small wet meals with gravy. OK, sometimes I am a lucky girl. Well, I have also been afforded a little jaunt or two in the garden too without bounds and fences, just Momma and me time, building things and painting fences. I am really good and very helpy. I have only found myself on top of the fence three times. I just levitate up there somehow?
Faith and Lillibet have also been trotting about the garden for a few hours a day too which is lots of fun for them and giving them both some much needed time out from kittens running into them. There are new baby Horraces racing about and creating much entertainment for all three of us. Sometimes, when not wooing the ladies, Ikon enjoys chasing the odd one about too. He is quite brave pouncing on their tails and they, totally uncaring, carry on eating their nuts and just flick their tails in his face and chatter at him for being so rude. They are so darn cheeky those Horraces. They break and eat everything and now putting us cats in our places too. It won't do, they need more pouncing and jumping on. Come on Ikon!!
The Roblyings all left home over the last few weekends but Gazoo is still scooting about creating havoc, chasing Filly Cat, who was her best friend until she began to get hormonal and began attacking her quite heavily. I gave Filly a few head thwaks but still she pounds into Gazoo, hissing and spitting. She had to be separated into the kitchen. Such a shame as Gazoo will need a mate soon when her Mum, Robyn, goes off to her new home. Filly is beginning to calm, but personally, I feel she needs to just get on and have kittens now before she kills one of us!
Talking of kittens, Flaire and Ikon announced their new babies, two boys. Not bad for Ikon's second mating and the first after his Neuter-UM chip. I love trying to visit my Sister and take a sneak peek at her sons. They are so cute and quite lickable really. They are nearly two weeks old and Momma had to hand feed them again for 20hours due to the blood groups being different. They managed really well, albeit very exhausted by the end of the three days it took for the labour, birth, feeding and latching them back onto Mum. Flaire is well and happy and loves her boys so much, always squeaking and chirruping to them. It will be good for Gazoo to have someone to play with and still be a kitten for awhile longer.
Another great thing that happened is the oven man arrived last week with a new light unit, so after waiting months for the part to arrive from Germany, I can now dive into to the world of roast Sunday lunches once again and there has been great interest in the cooking of things again. Today is a plump chook, a red leg Leicester. No doubt we won't get any at all, but hey, I can watch it cook! What more does a girl need?
I shall try my best to keep up with the blogs. Sometimes, things are just so sad that it's very hard to make things sound fun and entertaining - so here you have it....
All my purrs, Queen Vee