Monday, January 29, 2007


My legs may be weak, but beware the power of my glare!

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Snow ... Sort of

We got a little bit of snow the other day.
Just enough to show the tracks of the critters that pass by.

Did you get any snow where you are?

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Getting Along

I can't say that I enjoy getting stuck with a needle twice a day. But I do have to admit that I'm feeling better. That ol'Vet was right - I was dehydrated!

And Cat Couch and Dad are being very cooperative in other ways. I get food every time I ask for it. heh heh ... but Salem doesn't!!

Breakfast in Bed!

This is how Cat Couch got her name.

Friday, January 12, 2007

Better Liver, Worse Kidneys

Cat Couch here:

Chatham finished another round of antibiotics, so we took a urine sample to the Vet. There was still evidence of blood in his urine, so we took him in for a blood test.

Chatham has been on Denosyl for some years now for his liver ... and his liver has improved. Unfortunately, his kidneys have worsened. He is now in moderate kidney failure, and this is what probably will ultimately send him over the Rainbow Bridge.

However, at the moment he seems okay. He has actually gained a little more weight. He has an appetite and can still get to the litter box (although he doesn't always actually eliminate INside it...). He bosses us around all the time, too.

The photo above shows a peacock feather that I brought home from the Pennsylvania State Farm Show, as well as a tuft of hair from a cow (thinking that he might like to sniff it ...). Salem later ate the end of the feather and then threw it up.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Warm Day

Today it got really warm - Cat Couch told Dad that it was 67. There should be snow outside, the Twins whined! They like the cold snow.

Anyway, Cat Couch and Dad opened up some windows. It was nice to sniff the wind, but then it got too windy and things started to blow around inside and they had to close the windows.


My dumb back legs aren't so good anymore. They slip and slide on the wood floors. And sometimes I get so tired that I have to just sit down and rest. Well, I'm halfway thru my 19th year, I guess I'm allowed to get tuckered out.