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Miss Billie and Cricket love to strike poses in the evening. Usually around bedtime when the house is quiet and it's just me downstairs yet.
Like me, they do not like a lot of noise; loud talking, loud music, loud television. I'm wondering if some of the people in this house have hearing loss... ;)
Yesterday was a rather useless day. I did some crafting and then fell asleep. I have been so tired! I feel like a cat. Get up, eat a little, wash up, go sleep.
My husband is in the "planning stages" of working on things around the house. Um, okay... I know how this goes. He refuses to do any more woodwork stripping and staining thanks to Toeshee. He has made our doorways his personal scratching posts. He even manages to get his girth all the way up the door frame!
Other than house in disrepair issues and being worn out, there's not much going on. The kitties are doing well. Though Billie is being skittish and a little grumpy. She's eating really well and likes to be pet and cuddled, but when I try to clean her eyes or get a knot out she gets really irritable. Maybe, I can bribe her with some treats.
I will try to get some blog visiting in today and tomorrow.
Happy Thursday!
Nipped at Night
Hi efurryone! It's Miss Billie recovering from a Nip Party I had with Toeshee last night.
Momma gave it to us before she went to bed and it totally chilled us out!
So, how is efurryone? Momma lit candles all weekend for kitties and peoples.
She woke up at 3:30 this morning with a fever and lots of hurty joints. Another RA flare. She thinks it's because she hasn't been taking both shots of medicines due to some money problems. Her doctor told her she must take both to start feeling better. She finally got the refill for the one that makes her queasy, so this week she gets two pokes. Hopefully she will start feeling better after that settles in.
We have had a visitor come and go around our house. Momma calls him Little Black Cat. He would not let her come near him until a couple of nights ago. It was raining and he was on the porch with Sylvester. Momma took food out for both of them, thinking LBC would just run away, but hoping he would eat.
He didn't run away! He meowed very sadly and broke Momma's heart. His eye was runny and half closed. While Sylvester happily ate, Momma nudged the plate over to LBC and he started eating right in front of her.
She went back in and got him some more food.
He has not come back since. Momma feels very sad for him.
Why, oh why do humans not get their kitties fixed?! We do not understand it.
We hope LBC knows that he is not alone in this world and that someone cares. Momma will have a gentle hand, loving words and good food waiting for him if he comes back. And us kitties, safe in our house, will not be jealous.
We hope you all have a week filled with Love. Toeshee's 2nd birthday is Thursday, so Momma will try to post a party here. Knowing Toeshee it will be a wild and crazy party!
(((Hugs)))
~Miss Billie~
Purrs For Herman
Please keep sweet Herman and his Mommy Karen Jo in your thoughts. Herman's FIV is active again and he has not been feeling his usual playful self. He now must take Interfuran ,which hopefully will keep the virus from getting too much of a foothold. His mommy is understandably very worried.
Karen Jo adopted Herman from a shelter, knowing about his FIV status, but wanting to give him a loving and happy home anyway.
He has blossomed under her love and is a wonderful, loving kitty.
I am holding you both in my heart and I will whisper your names as I light my candles, especially the candle in my kitty votive holder, tonight.
(((Hugs!)))
Who popped the bubble wrap?
Not us Momma!
So I received a lovely parcel of little pressies, including posh little leopard print catnip mousies, from Lovely Helena. (Thank You Helena, you are wonderful!)
In this box was bubble wrap. Big bubbles, big bang when popped. Especially at 3:00 am!
I was in the middle of somewhat precarious sleep to begin with. Cricket was on my legs as usual and Miss Billie was on my left side. Daddyman was snoring blissfully and the boy kitties were I think, somewhere upstairs. Suddenly I woke up to this loud Pop! Pop! Pop!
Scared the life out of me! See, I think a little background is needed to explain why I thought it was something very scary.
A couple of summers ago we had a very rainy couple of weeks. The house being old, has old wiring and my husband had not been able to get to all of it. (He's very good at wiring anything electrical.) It seems that some of the wiring didn't like the damp air. (this is my husband's reasoning for why it happened out of the blue)
The light switch in our dining room sparked. I mean flames shot out of it! And it made a loud POP noise as it did. I was absolutely terrified and even though power in the house didn't go out I turned off anything that was on. The sparking barely lasted a few seconds and then all was eerily calm. I called my husband at work. "Flames shot out of the dining room wall!"
He rushed home to find a freaked out wife and daughter. The cats were not fazed a bit of course even though I got out the PTU's ready to carry them out of our money pit, death trap house.
He turned off the breaker and got all the tools and wiring needed to do what needed to be done. A half hour later all was fixed. I saw the scorch mark on the plaster in the wall which was pretty scary. The metal box the switch is set into prevented it from catching fire.
So, being sleepy, with that memory in the back of my mind, I awoke to the popping noise terrified that it was happening again, this time in the family room.
No. It was bubble wrap. Being popped by my daughter and her boyfriend while they ate Ramen noodle soup and watched X Files.
GRRR!
Not only did it frighten me and my husband, the cats were really upset. Cricket flew off the bed. I think poor Billie halfway fell off the bed as she tried to jump off. And the two boys were no where to be found.
The teenagers sheepishly apologized, though I got the feeling they thought I had lost my mind. I didn't express anger, just complete fear and sleepy confusion. Husband just grumbled and fell back to sleep. (Of course.)
Anyway, that was my night. I'm tired. The kitties are napping. The bubble wrap is still here, but only because Cody seems to like the padding in the box as you can see from the picture. That cat has never met a box that he hasn't tried to crawl in and nap in.
I hope nothing goes bump or pop in the night for any of you!
Wake us when it's Springtime
Hey all. How are you? Mr. Cody here to say hi.
And me Toeshee!
Cody : We heard Robins singing this morning. There is still lots of snow outside, but the sun is shining today. I want Momma to let me out to inspect the gardens, but she said no. We have to wait for the snow to melt and the temperatures to warm up. I am going stir crazy!
Toeshee: Just eat and nap and play with our cat toys Cody.
Cody: I don't like your idea of playing Toeshee. You jump and wrestle and bite! I like to play chase and hide -n- seek, but I hate it when you sink your teeth into me!
Momma Lorianna: These two boys of mine are a handful. They are more rowdy than the girls and eat more often too. Boys will be boys right? :)
I am hoping to get a cordless vacuum this weekend. It will make cleanup so much easier for me. Yesterday I swept the stairs, the hallway and the litterbox area. It was such a pain, literally and figuratively. The cat hair on the steps was like tumbleweeds!
I have been taking a different pain reliever called Tramadol. I take it with an acid reducer and an anti nausea drug. It is just okay as far as pain relief. It makes me a bit spacy, which I guess helps one not focus on the pain as much. But I don't think there is anything thing out there that can take away this kind of joint pain. It's just a matter of learning to live and function despite it. Most days, I think that's possible. I'm still waiting for that magic wand to take away the Sads and the pain.
I have been doing some crafting again, which is a really nice way to unwind. I have been making altered tags and envelopes for Easter. Lots of rubber stamping, glitter, ribbons, and coloring.
If anyone would like one, just let me know! I have six done so far and can usually manage about two a day. And Easter isn't even here until early next month! You will be doing me a favor, because me hands need the physical therapy and my mind needs something happy to focus on.
e-mail me at lfeecat@jasnetworks.net if you would like a card. They're not exactly masterpieces but, they are made with Love.
Have a really Happy week!
Cody and Toeshee: Bye! Hugs and Purrs!
A little privacy please!
Well, really! Momma discussing my personal potty problems! And what that VET did to me? Oh, unspeakable!
I am feeling much better. I'm crabby, but just normal crabby for me, not all growly and hiding.
Toeshee tried to act as if he wanted to be Alpha cat after I came home from the VET. He tried to jump me and start a fight. The nerve! Momma had to squirt him with the bad cat water bottle to get him to stop.
The next day when I felt much better, I let him have it! I hissed and swatted and him until he was cowering and behaving like the big baby that he is. I rule with an iron paw around here and Toeshee needed to remember that!
Momma worried herself into another flare up in her joints. She thought that the Enbrel was starting to help a little, but when she gets worried or upset and the weather gets bad she gets extra hurty. Right now she's worried about me getting tummy troubles again and not keeping up with visiting bloggie friends. She still has the big sads, but she is just accepting it, hoping it will ebb away like the tides. I think she just needs a long winter's nap with me and Billie until the Robins return.
Thanks to you all who sent me well wishes. I think your good thoughts helped me. I might try the pumpkin, but I do not like people food, so I will probably find it unsuitable.
Have a Happy week and remember to be a little bit Naughty Kitties!
~Cricket
Purrs for Cricket
Cricket is at the Vet right now, waiting for x-rays. She has been having difficulty passing bowl movements and threw up her breakfast yesterday. She did not eat at all today. The Vet will check for any blockages or a foreign object, but she isn't usually one to eat strange things, so I don't know...
My poor baby! She was so lethargic this morning and last night, while she did sleep on my legs as usual, every time I moved she growled at me. I know she must be really uncomfortable.
Oh! Just now the Vet called! Cricket had lots of hard poo impacted in her colon! They gave her an enema and she passed some. They want to keep her until early this evening and she may need another enema. Poor Naughty Noodle! :( The Vet recommended canned pumpkin to perhaps keep her regular. I don't know if she'll eat that. I'm thinking less crunchies on the side of her wet food. No wonder she was so cranky! How miserable she must have been.
What is it with my kitties and their digestive tracts? First Cody with his massive hair balls and now Cricket with her poo. Yuck!
My husband is not real pleased right now. $$$ has been flying out at a regular rate lately. Our health insurance is not the greatest this year. I just wish we could get a break! I imagine this will cost around $400.00, because that's how much it cost for Cody. Thank goodness for VISA!
I am just so glad that my Nurse Cricket will be home to sleep with me tonight. I hope she eats a big plate of stinky goodness for me.
Thank you all so much for your Love and Kindness. You are just The Best Ever! We all here at Twilight's Muse Love You.
Purr that Cricket can feel better and not have a tummy ache any more.
Now, let's just hope Billie and Toeshee will keep feeling well!
Beyond Blue...
Well, it's been quite a while. The only true, wonderful, purely sweet things seems to be my kitties and their antics and love.
My husband's father passed away a couple of weeks ago. It came much faster than anyone expected. The cancer was just beginning to cause him pain, but perhaps mercy visited, as it was his heart that gave out in his sleep.
He had been afraid of suffering and wasting away as his brother had and he missed his beloved sister Grace, who had gone before, just a month ago.
My husband understandably took it hard for a bit, but he is moving on fairly well. He said losing his Mum when he was 16 was much worse.
Even before dad passed I had been struggling with depression. Every day had been harder to get through. I can't seem to pinpoint one thing over the other that has me so emotionally incapacitated. I stay in my pj's most days, only pulling on jeans and a sweatshirt to get some groceries. My husband sometimes drags me out for coffee, but I can't wait to get back home and nap. I have not been able to find a good pain reliever yet, so rest and hot baths and showers are a refuge.
I have three books started and I can't finish any of them. I re read the same paragraphs over and over before tossing them aside. I stare at the tv and not really notice what I'm watching. It's just noise to fill the silence.
I haven't turned on my computer for nearly a month. I've been afraid to blog. What could I say? This. All I have right now is how sad I am. Yay, what fun for you to read!
Now, my fingers hurt again and for what? A sad blog entry...
I know I need to snap out of this. My kitties are all happy and healthy right now and they should be the stars of this blog. Perhaps after some time I will do an overhaul of the blog.
Thank you ALL for being so kind! Karla told me that my friends have been worried and I was very surprised. She said that Spring will come. I just have to hold on to that.
Cricket is now, quite full of herself after saving me. She wants a nurses cap
a paycheck and two weeks paid vacation. We settled on unlimited Fancy Feast in her favourite fishy flavors.
Billie and Cody are doing really well. Billie has taken to sleeping on my bed a lot, so I bring her food up there. Today, she actually came downstairs and is napping on the sofa. Maybe she knows I'm finally blogging.
Toeshee is his usual naughty, sweet little clown self. He loves to chase the cursor on my husbands laptop. Look at his funny, cute little face.
I hope you all aren't mad at me, but I understand if you are. I wish and hope I can swim to the surface of this deep blue pool I have fallen in.
Hugs~
Cricket saved me.
Hi everyone. For most of this month I have been in a really bad RA flare up. The pain is constant. I went to my doctor last week and had x-rays to see how much joint damage has been done. The Methotrexate I have been on is just not working any more. I will be starting Enbrel along with a half dose of Methotrexate now. It's an injection once a week too.
My doctor called in a prescription for Vicoden for me because my pain was so unmanageable. Vicoden contains an opiate, which I discovered the hard way, I am allergic to.
I took a dose last Thursday so I could feel well enough to make dinner. At first I just felt a bit light headed, which was strange, but normal for that drug. I went upstairs just to lie down for a bit. By the time I reached my room I felt very, very sick to my stomach and the dizziness was overwhelming. I pretty much crashed on the bed and saw black.
Then I felt a rough tongue licking my hand. I opened my eyes to see Cricket staring at me. I closed my eyes as another wave of nausea and dizziness overcame me and the world went black again. But, once again I was roused by a persistantly rough tongue. I opened my eyes and she stopped licking and stared with what looked like concern into my eyes. Every time I closed my eyes Cricket would begin licking my hand and when I opened them she would stop and stare with those big green eyes searching my face. Finally, I was able to keep my eyes open and made myself sit up. I practically crawled off the bed and down the steps and Cricket followed me as if making sure I made it down. Then I was sick and barfing for most of the evening. If I had passed out I could have thrown up and well... choked on it. Plus my breathing had slowed down a bit as I hit the bed. She kept me awake.
Cricket saved me, I'm sure of it. She truly is a wonderful nurse kitty!
Now, I must deal with my pain with over the counter pain meds and hot baths and rest. I hope the Enbrel can start kicking the RA monster's butt soon. Until then, I am learning to take it easier on myself. No big dinners for the family every night, no obsessing over house cleaning.
My hands are throbbing and stiff and my left hip especially is so painfull. I'm tired of feeling so cruddy, but I'm so thankful for my kitties. Having pets really does make one feel better. They are funny, naughty, sweet, purring bundles of love. Never underestimate how much they are tuned into us.
Yes, this gives Cricket a free pass to basically get away with anything. :) Even my husband had to admit that she probably was concerned in her own weird way.
My daughter has made a full recovery and is now going to her college classes, complaining all the way. That's how I know she feels better. She hates adhering to a schedule. ;)
My husband's dad has now gone into Hospice. He is not doing well. He has fallen twice this past week and his heart is in "A Fib". We jump whenever the phone rings now, wondering if it's bad news about him.
I am trying to downplay how hurty I am so my husband doesn't feel any more stress. All in all, it's been a rough month. A long, cold month.
I miss visiting my bloggie friends so much! I haven't forgotten anybody okay?
My kitties and I send you love and purrs. I will try to visit when I get some free moments. I'm going to rest my hands for a bit now.
~Hugs~
Oy! What a week!
Forgive us while Momma has nervous breakdown # 531.
The Teenagergirl's throat did not heal as well as expected. This past Sunday she started spitting out lots of bloods! Momma and The Daddyman took her to the ER and she had to have a spot in her throat cauterized. They had to put her under for that.
She is starting to feel lots better now. Seeing her daughter cough up all that blood made Momma cry, but she tried to be brave for Teenagergirl. The doctor said blood always looks like more mixed with saliva.
Cricket: This whole conversation about bloods is kinda bordering on the oogie! I'm just glad she is okay now!
Toeshee: Yes, and now maybe she can eat more delicious foods! I love delicious foods! I have been so bored lately. There are no birdies outside to watch.
Cricket: It has been boring. Cody played with me a few days ago, despite the limp he seems to have. Momma is thinking he might have a touch of arthritis, given his age. Better be nice to him Tubby, or you'll get the squirt bottle of water aimed in your direction!
Toeshee: Stop calling me Tubby! I'm big boned is all!
We hope you all are handling the Mid-winter blues okay. We would like to extend our sympathy and sadness to Whickey and his family over the loss of Angel. Another Furbaby Angel has joined many at the Rainbow Bridge.
Momma must play the catching up game with bloggie friends again.
We love you!
