Friday, March 24, 2006

The Bedbug

Just because it's Friday, here's my favorite Bitey picture of all time. There's nothing my cat loves (loved?) more than getting his grimy, muddy paws on newly changed sheets. Sometimes he'd end up under the fitted sheet, content just to sit there. I wondered about oxygen levels, but he always seemed content.

This time he ended up above the fitted sheet but deep under the duvet. I had walked away for a moment and when I came back he had stuck his head out from under the covers. I ran for the camera...

Under the covers is the place where Bitey feels the safest lately. He sleeps there, between us, all night long, until I am awakened at 5:30am by a slapshot from his paw, saying "Get up, lady, I'm hungry!"

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Bitey Update: Thursday March 23rd

Bitey went to West LA today, presumably for his fourth dose of kitty radiation. But I got a call from the kitty radiologist who said that he didn't recommend giving the fourth dose.

He said that radiation had probably reached the limit of what it could do in terms of making Bitey walk again. "If it hasn't worked by now, it probably isn't going to."

It was hard to hear. Bitey has gotten progressively better after each radiology field trip. To have that taken away...

But Bitey will still get kitty chemo and kitty steroids, and the doctor suprised me by enthusiastically recommending the K-9 Kittycart. So this weekend, I'll attempt to take Bitey's measurements for the kitty cart. And believe me, there WILL be video.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

One Eyed Jack

There is a cat at my local vet who is looking for a home. His name is One Eyed Jack. Three guesses why. He was taken in by a technician there, but she can't keep him. He is a long haired tabby, about five years old, with a strong resemblence to a Maine Coon Cat. The tech says he is very good and patient, you can pick him up and hold him without resistance. He sits all day long in a cage in the front of the vet's office looking patient and sad, staring at the world from his one good eye. Every day I see him I want to take him home, but obviously I can't. Want a cat? Swing by my vet and check out Jack. Click here for the address.