Fierce!

Smitten is a troublesome cat. A few years ago she was diagnosed with asthma and had to receive injections of steroids to calm it down. As she got older, the vet got more nervous using the steroid injections and wanted us to try using an inhaler. I'm not joking. She has an inhaler just like people would use with a spacer and an infant mask. She gets albuterol and a steroid that we order from Canada. Again, I'm not joking.

Last February she was diagnosed with thyroid disease. She needed a pill two times daily and was suppose to get canned cat food. She started to hide from us for the morning pill and waiting us out until we had to leave for work. Then it just got crazy around here and we forgot all together to give her the pill. She's been a real grouch lately attacking Anubis at any opportunity and just being a brat in general. She recently snuck into my lap and while I was petting her I realized that she had lost a ton of weight that all her fluffy hair had nicely hidden.

So, I take the needy one back to the vet who now tells me that she has not one but two tumors on her thyroid so the medicine wouldn't have worked anyway. Draws blood and does some tests and now the cat has kidney failure along with crazy high levels of thyroid. We have to feed her a special kidney diet and now instead of pills we are getting a special compound made at a special compounding pharmacy that we will rub onto her ears. I can't make this stuff up. If I was one of the animals around here I would start to get real worried about how things have been going lately.

Today I am at home "working" in between all the kid issues, which I will post about next. While I was on the phone with someone from work, Smitten just kept meowing at me in a very annoying manner. I finally look down at her and see a mouse hanging out of her mouth. I'm guessing she is worried about how this might all work out for her and is trying to prove her worth!

Bye

We had to say goodbye to Dedo yesterday. He was 12 and a half and had not been feeling well for awhile. He was a goofball and I miss him. I can hold it together mostly until I get home and he isn't here, then I cry.

I like to remember him when he was younger and a lot of trouble. He used to get so hot as a puppy that he would go and put his head in his water bowl and fall asleep. He was a holy terror to all stuffed toys and was part goat. I remember when I came home and he had eaten half the house including an aluminum can (except for the hard ring) and had to have surgery. I remember how he would guard Max when he was just a baby. And when I was upset he would come and sit with his back up against me and just wait.

Random, not so deep thoughts

I do not feel like being particularly insightful today, so I'm grabbing at some headlines that you might have missed.

Proof that Apple is evil and out to kill people, earbuds and perhaps even Ipods can interfere with pacemakers and other mechanics that make your heart work.

I'm not sure about this particular choice for casting in a movie.

Oddly related to the movie story, paycheck discrimination. I tried to find the actual article but no luck.

Dumb bastard.

Ewwwww, just wrong!

Wheeze

Today, Wilson is six months old. To celebrate he stayed up all night and spent all day wheezing. I took him to urgent care and he was diagnosed with bronchiolitis. He has an alburterol inhaler he has to use every four hours, which he hates. It's awfully hard to listen to one of your kids struggle to breathe, and him being so small makes it that much harder. Poor little guy.....

She's cute.....

I've come to the conclusion that a bad luck gene exists and is very dominant in my family. My mom has pneumonia and has not fbeen feeling very well. She's been off work for about a week now and was scheduled to go back in the next day or so. That was until she was called in and told that she no longer has a job. She is planning on going to Florida for a few weeks to try and get a job there. I'm telling you all of this because she has a very adorable cat who now needs a new home. I would take her, but we are already exceeding the capacity of our home in regards to kids and animals. If any of you would be willing to take her, please let me know. The alternative is my mom taking her to the humane society, which I don't think will end well for her. I rescued this cat about 5 years ago from the underside of a moving car and would love to rescue her again if I can.

Look at that!!!

Max wanted to watch Cars tonight and I indulged him. Even let him eat his dinner in the living room while watching. When Mia finished her dinner, she went in to see what he was up to and spotted the movie. She yelled, "Daaa Daaaa Daaat!" and pointed at the car that was talking. Everytime a new car comes on the screen, she repeats. Sometimes doing a little stomping, excited feet dance while pointing and yelling at the top of her little voice (not so little in this case). This has been going on for about 10 minutes now.

I'm at the table eating my yummy soup and she just came in and talked to me. I asked her if there were cars in the living room and she spun around, pointed at the TV and yelled, looking back at me. It's really intertaining....

Ouch the update

It wasn't pleasant but not the worse thing ever. I've been awfully sick today, I think due to the fabulous narcotic pain killers, which I've stopped taking. I have more drugs and rinses and whatnot to do in one 24 hour period it's crazy. Beth is the best. She took all the kids to the zoo today so I could pass out. Love.