Thursday, March 1, 2018

Wow. Three Years

Boy, when I don't show up somewhere, I do it right. LOL! It's been almost three years since I was here!

Job is still the same, just with less people. We're VERY short of staff, so it's rough, but still the same old routine. I'll hit 21 years there at the end of this month. Never thought I'd be there that long.

Family. We lost my mother in April 2016 to lung cancer. It was short and she was never miserable or in pain. She lasted not quite a month after diagnosis and my sister and I lived with her in that time. I saw family who just didn't seem to be able to cope, friends who were able to talk normally with mama, and a preacher who visited by some family member's request who realized he was in over his head. It was beyond obvious he'd never dealt with visiting a terminal person before. :( Mama was cremated and had a short, simple funeral at her own request. My sister and I are the ones who buried her urn. She'd have had a fit. We got a little silly, but she would have expected it. We did it up like a "normal" funeral. Went to the store for green table cloths to simulate grass. Would have gotten miniature folding chairs if we'd found them.

Aunts and uncles came for the goodbye. It wasn't overly sad, just like mama would have wished.

My sister got a job! After years of being out of work, her youngest was finally old enough to get her license and not have to have her mama there anymore. She works where I do now. :)

The kits. Three years ago January, I took in my sister's cat Smudge. He was having health issues and it was becoming a problem. It was thought he had Cushing's disease. I was finally able to afford the test Halloween 2017, but he tested negative. Unfortunately, he went downhill from the test date. He started losing weight and not wanting to eat more often than usual. By January, he finally tested as diabetic and started on insulin. It was only six days. 

This was taken around 11 pm January 19, 2018. He passed in my arms a little after 2 am. He was taken to be cremated and is back with his mama. I think he had something other than the diabetes going on and it was just too late.

In order of age for the rest:

Gaia will be 9 this summer. She's doing well. Her weight dropped somewhat in the last year, but I've gotten her back to about 5 1/2 pounds or so. She'd gone under 5 at one point. Never sick or unhealthy, she just doesn't eat as much as the others at feeding time, so I put her in a cage to eat now whenever she feels like it. She also had a dental Halloween and had a couple of bad teeth removed. That's helped a lot with her eating, too.

Chiara, Pewter, Bunny, and Miska will all be 8 between May and August. All are doing well, though Miska has an appointment March 6 for a dental and to have a mass removed from her side. I'd never worried about it, but turns out I should have. Seems it's not a common thing for cats to have lumps. A friend just had her girl have surgery for the same thing, strangely in almost the same spot, and it turned out to be cancer. They got good margins, so hopefully, she'll be ok. I'll find out what Miska's is in a week or so. She's also having a dental the same day. She's only eating on the left side of her mouth and that's another weird thing for cats. No bad teeth seen, but he'll be able to tell better under anesthesia for cleaning.

Rat will be 7 this month. He's still his big lug self. Hates getting his claws cut, not big on cuddling, cute as all hell.

Trysten will be 5 this month. He was diagnosed with FLUTD and has been on prescription food for about a year and is doing well on it. He didn't like Smudge being in the house and is having trouble learning that the bedroom is now safe for him to enter and there's no strange cat there anymore. I'm just hoping this change doesn't stress him into another urinary-stress issue. He's otherwise his usual lap cat self and, as always, is "the kitten" of the house.

About a year ago, I had to deal with EVERYONE except Rat getting sick. Turned out there was some kind of bacteria or something that'd found its way into my yard and I manage to track it inside. I have never cleaned up that much cat puke in my life. And I've never been so scared. I had cats that were unable to eat for days. Rat was the only one who never caught it and I have no idea how he managed not to.

Pretty much it for the updates. Nothing much else has changed. Spend my time playing on Facebook and watching various anime shows. Occasionally a book by an author I like comes out and I buy it to read. That's it.

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Ever Wonder What If?

Strange thoughts when falling asleep. What if I could come into money? Serious money. Like 5 million dollars or something. What would I do with it?

1. Home. Pay the mortgage off. New roof on my house, clean and paint the outside, and new windows. Build on to the back to make the spare bedroom (cat's room) bigger. Put a door where my bedroom window is and add on a master bathroom with a big tub and separate shower. Add on to the garage so I could actually put my vehicle in there. Repair the bathroom shower and cabinets. Probably some other interior work later, like paint and new cabinets and storage. Put in an air filtering system to cut down on the smoke and fur issues. Surround sound available in the whole house. Get some landscaping done.

2. Family. Pay off the backhoe for mama. Ger her and each of my sister's family "new" vehicles. Nothing extreme since they'd have tax and insurance. I'd give mama $5000 a month, or whatever she wanted. I'd give my sister $3000 a month, or whatever she wanted. Pay off my oldest niece's home and car, if needed.

3. Me. Get a second vehicle, some kind of Hyundai. Get tires for my truck and get some maintenance done on it. A bigger TV. New stove, fridge, and microwave. Pay off all my credit card debt. Quit my job and give a really HONEST exit interview!

4. Set up an account to cover getting the rest of the cats at work trap-neuter-returned. $5000 to a friend's charity for taking care of ferals. $1000 to the shelter where I got Taillee and Kittanna and $2000 to the one where I got Lilly. Heated shelters outside for my ferals.

What would you do?

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Here We Go Again

Life sucks. This is beyond not fair. I just lost Lilly after a four year fight and now Gaia's sick. WTF am I doing wrong? I feed them good food, at the cost of my own groceries most times. They've got a safe place to live.

Gaia's stopped eating like Lilly did four years ago. I'm SO hoping it's just a momentary thing. She had a sinus infection a few weeks ago, but is well now. Could be something residual from that affecting her. I couldn't afford the blood work, so we're going with anti-nausea medicine that I already had from Lilly, an appetite stimulant (two pills that'll last three weeks with the dosage amount), and she got a B12 shot. She didn't eat anything Tuesday or Wednesday mornings at feeding, but managed a teaspoon or two of chicken baby food tonight and a few dry kibbles. Really hoping that means she's on her way to eating again because, if not, I'll have to find the money for tests.

I sell blank journal books and stuff I make on etsy to try to get money for vet bills at Paper Paw Crafts. I also have a Go Fund Me account I started for huge dental bills for Kittanna and Trysten and for Lilly's care. Gaia can now be added to the "in need" list of that account. It just keeps snowballing. :(

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

My New Angel

My Lilly monster's battle is done. I think she had a seizure of some kind early the morning of January 11, 2015. She was very still and almost comatose for a couple of hours, but started moving again, barely able to walk and acting very confused. I was able to get an emergency appointment with the vet to put an end to the fight. It's been almost four years, I believe, that we've fought issues with her liver, heart, intestines, thyroid, and immune system. She fought the good fight for the majority of that time, but when the last vet visit had her at barely four pounds, I knew it was getting close the end. The seizure, or whatever it was, made the decision for me. She was given a sedative to relax her and I think if they'd left it at that, she'd have been gone in 10 minutes. She was barely still there when they gave the second injection and she passed peacefully in my arms.

As with Taillee, when I took her in, I promised Lilly forever and I held to my word. We both did our best, but there was no way she would have recovered with all the problems that were going on. So long as she wasn't in pain and had a good quality of life, I was willing to keep trying. Once that was over, I had to be the one to make the decision no pet parent wants to make and let my child go.

We are now eight.

This was taken at home shortly after the seizure. Rest well, my princess.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Another Kitty Update

Ok. We'll go in order of age and do an update on everyone since it's been so long.

Kittanna-age 16-for her age, she's doing well. She's due for blood work this month to recheck her T4 levels. Pretty sure she'll be diagnosed with hyperthyroidism. She's eating, but getting skinnier by the week.

Lilly-age 10-she's holding on. She's barely four pounds now. Nothing but bone and fur. She was finally diagnosed hyperthyroid in October and started medication two weeks ago. She goes in two more weeks to be rechecked to see if it's helping. I've got a new food coming next week that's designed to be easy on the kidneys so I'm hoping that'll help, too. With the hyperthyroid under treatment, her kidneys will likely show as being in failure now. The hyperthyroid can mask kidney disease and she's been a constant at the water bowl for a very long time. Each holiday and birthday she sees is a miracle at this point.

Gaia-age 5-just your basic perfect little tripod fluffball. :) Still snotty and sneezy, but that's permanent.

Chiara-age 4-my feather is now a feather pillow. LOL! Spaying earlier this year had a typical reaction from her. She's ballooned from 7 pounds in February to somewhere around 11 or 12 now. She can still get on the counter with no trouble, but thankfully, this has at least stopped her from being able to climb the curtains. ;)

Pewter-age 4-still fat and loud. ;)

Speckle-age 4-she's actually become a bit of a lap cat over the last year or so. Still grumpy as all get out, but a slight improvement in how much she dislikes me, at least.

Miska-age 4-as much of a chunkabunk as ever. Poor thing seems to always be the one the other want to chase and irritate. Amazing how quickly a 11 pound cat can squeeze under a chair or coffee table. ;)

Rat-age 3-still my big man. He's about 11 or 12 pounds and has the tiniest little meow! Still can't trim his claws and he's big time overdue for a trip to the vet to have it done!

Trysten-age 1-finally a boy that's a lap cat! He's been through the wringer lately, though. A massive urinary tract infection that wouldn't clear up was found to possibly be the start of feline urinary tract disease (FLUTD). He's been through one round of antibiotics and two rounds of pain meds. I go tomorrow to get a third and ask about him starting anti-inflammatory medication. Seems he keeps getting inflamed and that allows bacteria to cause an infection secondary to the swelling. If it continues to be an issue, there's a surgery that will need to be discussed. As a male, he stands a higher chance of urinary blockage and that can be deadly.

And last, but not least, the new baby. Tabitha-5 months-she's a foster kitten. She's up for adoption through the Dogs4U cat program and will possibly be travelling to Connecticut to their shelter there on November 15. She was just spayed last week and after three tries is finally unable to get out of the cone. ;) She's a beautiful little ball of fur and will make someone a wonderful purry lap cat!

Chiara, Trysten, and Gaia



Friday, July 18, 2014

Kitty Update

Figure it's been a long time since I gave updates on all the kits. ;) From eldest to youngest:

Kittanna is sweet 16 now. She's beginning to show her age with some extra white hairs. She's also recently diagnosed borderline hyperthyroid and three weeks ago had to have some teeth removed. She came through the surgery well and has mended beautifully. She's still my soul kitty and I hate seeing her get skinny and wobbly with age, but love the hell out of her none the less.

My Lilly monster. Never thought she'd see 8 and she just turned 10. The years of tests and blood work finally showed what at least some of the problem may be. She's borderline hyperthyroid, too, but closer to the mark than Kittanna. She's still holding at around 6 pounds and gets three different medications twice daily. They're not making her better, but they keep her from getting much worse. While her T4 (thyroid) levels are high, they're not yet high enough for medication. She and Kittanna both still need occasional blood work to monitor them. There's a Go Fund Me HERE if you can help to cover some of the costs. Thanks!

My tiny baby, Gaia Rose. Gaia is doing beautifully!! She runs and keeps up with all the other kits with no problem. Anyone who's been here and seen her run does a double-take when I tell them she's only got three legs. She'll always have a runny/snotty nose, but otherwise, she's in perfect health. She just had her fifth birthday and still weighs barely six pounds. :D

Chiara, the duchess of the house at 4 years old. Once upon a time, light as a feather and hell on my curtains. Spay surgery in February solved that!! LOL! She's over 10 pounds now and getting lazier by the day. Running her with the laser light toy has slowly stopped working as she just flops down and watches it now.

Pewter, my 4 year old purple kitty. Spay surgery for her was last year, done quickly due to a urinary issue. She was already a hefty nine pounds at surgery. She is now the proud owner of almost 20 pounds of pudge. I feed her as little as I feel she can stand and still... the pudge is like super glue. She still has a purr smooth as a rusty nail and is beginning to learn she can't sleep on mama's chest anymore.

Speckle, my bunny, so called due to her colouring being that of a wild rabbit. If you ever wonder what this colouration is called it's agouti. ;) She's maintained around 11 pounds since her spay and still has a lot of attitude. She's begun to become a sort of lap cat, though. At three years old, it was a late development. She doesn't like to share and often gets on the arm of the chair and flops over on my arm and sprawls. 

Miska, my little chunkabunk. She's pudged up since her spay, too, though mostly around her chest. Worries me that she'll develop breathing problems somewhere down the line. She's only 3 so hoping the weight gain slows down. I try not to feed her too much, but, despite the added weight, she can still get on the counter, so it's hard to keep her out of the other kits' food if I can't stand right there until they're done. She's my bug monitor. Hardly a fly, gnat, or crawly thing can get in here without her hot on it's antennae. ;)

My man, Rateelae. Rat is a right little mess. He's about a docile as anything you've ever seen until you try to cut his claws. I can play with his feet all I want, but once I reach for clippers, he's a wild man! He makes the trip, when I can afford it, to have his nails trimmed at the vet. Way less traumatic for the both of us that way. He's 3 years old and has never tolerated his nails trimmed by me, but he's a perfect angel at the vet! He's a big boy at just over 11 pounds and he's not overweight. He's very tall and long and that just makes more of him to scoop up and cuddle. He has claimed the sleeping spot on my chest. 

And the baby, one year oldTrysten. He got his name at a friend's suggestion after I talked about his personality as a kitten. LOUD!! He screamed almost constantly while he was in isolation for a bad cold when I brought him home. Tore his way through the zipper on the kitten kennel twice before I gave up. Serenades me constantly to the vet AND back. The name Trysten means: NOISE. It was perfect!! He's not built as big as Rat, but they weigh about the same. He upholds the orangie tradition and is a right little love bug. :)

And those are my babies! My Taillee went to the Bridge January 7, 2014 at approximately 23 years old. She'd lived a long, good life and was ready to rest, but refused to go on her own. Thankfully, my nephew came the last night and stayed with her. Work also let me come home during the night to check on her and come home early that last morning. She was wrapped in a towel in my arms from 6 am until almost 11 when I let her go, except for the few minutes it took me to get dressed. My sister took us to the vet and Taillee stayed with us until the end. One tiny shot, a small gasp, and two twitches and my furry little dishrag was gone. But she left a legend behind no one has lived up to yet. Docile and cuddly with a mean streak when she got really stubborn. And I doubt I'll ever have another cat where I can flip her on her back, trim all her claws, and then file them smooth, while she purrs the entire time. ;)

I still miss my Zilla very much. I'm still not over her sudden passing. She was my little attitude kitty and I sometimes miss her bitchiness and I miss her purr. She's at the Bridge with my angel Tigger now and I'm sure she's loving being back with her adopted furmom.

Cover Share!!

For the few who have read anything here, you know I like gay romance. Adult or YA, I like the innocence, the smut, the sweetness, the adventure, all of it. One writer, Belinda McBride, has a great series called An Uncommon Whore. It sounds like a raunchy title, but it's a great set of books. The third book is due out soon and I'm sharing the cover art for it.

Here's the blurb about the book:

Falsely accused of treason, Markus Dayspring was abandoned on the slave planet of Warlan, and then sold to a brothel barge. The mysterious bodyguard Caius has spent months searching for the lost Dayspring. When he finally rescues Markus, he finds a man kept alive only by an iron will and the need for vengeance. Can a tiny seed of faith teach two damaged men to recover their trust in life?

The other books in this series are:
An Uncommon Whore

There is also an off-shoot from the series:

The Bacchi