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All the Newest Cat Reports
ALL THE NEWEST CAT REPORTS
LUCY
After two and a half weeks of eating everything we put in front of her, giving us great hope, Lucy seemed headed downhill again this week.
It got started on Tuesday when we missed one of her two anti-nausea pills. Not our fault. We'd gotten her a refill of her anti-nausea pills from Costco, but she's a small cat and she only gets half. However, the CostCo pills proved almost impossible to cut due to a combination of size, shape, and density. So we skipped her morning pills and got a new prescription called in to Walmart, where we'd gotten her first batch of that pill.
After work, we tried her with some food, and she was totally non-interested. That was disappointing because it meant her nausea level was still so high that it was taking two pills to counter it (or so we thought), but not entirely unexpected. So off we went to Walmart, got her replacement pills, and tubefed her with the pill. After an anxious afternoon and evening, we put her final meal of the day down and she ate most of it, albeit a little slowly. Nonetheless, crisis averted. Whew.
And then Wednesday morning we were able to give her both of her anti-nausea pills again. Back on track.
Except she's continued mostly not eating at lunch (though we seem to have moved up from nothing to a third of a plate), and then she's mostly eating at dinner (though we've also been giving her the other half of the anti-nausea pill, which can be administered twice a day as needed, every lunch she fails to eat, so that might be aiding the dinner and is more than we were doing a week ago).
Lucy has also seemed more lethargic and less happy much of the week. We're having to put her in front of her food, where for those two and a half good weeks she went and got it on her own. It's definitely another downturn, just like the one before we took her to Oahu.
Obviously, we're increasingly thinking that it was a weird coincidence that she stopped eating again just when she went off one of her anti-nausea meds for 8 or 10 hours.
Also obviously, there seems to be a pattern of the anorexia being worse at lunch time and better in the evening. We suspect the antibiotic she's still getting is the cause, because she also gets that in the morning.
But whether it's the sole cause and why it's getting worse now and whether that's on top of perhaps increasing problem from whatever the core problem is, we have no idea, and it's maddening.
The likely course at this time is to finish out the antibiotic, since it's got a week left, and wait until afterward to make other decisions. Though we'll probably consult with our vet on Monday if this is still going on then.
But we're five weeks into the antibiotic. Seven weeks into the tubefeeding. Eight weeks into Lucy being sick. It's exhausting, so very, very exhausting, especially with her doing worse again.
THE TUNNEL
We got the orangies a new cat tunnel on Monday. We felt bad that we've been neglecting them somewhat while Lucy is sick, and so we thought a new toy might entertain them. It can be scrunched down into a ring, it's got crinkly material inside and there's a hanging ball on one side. Everything that could be fun!
The orangies are mostly afraid of it.
Though I did see Mango make one great use of it. His brother, Elmer, sat down on the far side of the tunnel, and I saw Mango's butt start to wiggle back and forth. And then zoom he whooshed through the tunnel and *got* his brother.
(And then zoom! He was under the couch because his brother's revenge is a terrible thing to see and usually leaves Mango crying for mercy.)
But as for the tunnel: mostly it's Lucy hanging out in it. She is as I type. (*crinkle* *crinkle* *crinkle*)
THE CAT TREE
Speaking of cat presents, we got out cat tree the rest of the way assembled when my dad cut down the bolt that had been shipped to us the wrong size. That allowed us to put a house and top tower on the top platform of the tree.
I'd been a little bit worried about doing so, because Mango had been loving lounging on the platform and Lucy had been loving sleeping on the top platform when that house was sitting on the ground, before I put it up.
Turns out, no worries. Lucy now happily climbs the cat tree to get to one of the comfy beds four or five feet up. And Mango loves sitting on those too. (Which leads to conflict, of course.) But great to see the kits loving the cat tree. Only Elmer doesn't really care. He prefers to sit on boxes.
LUCY
After two and a half weeks of eating everything we put in front of her, giving us great hope, Lucy seemed headed downhill again this week.
It got started on Tuesday when we missed one of her two anti-nausea pills. Not our fault. We'd gotten her a refill of her anti-nausea pills from Costco, but she's a small cat and she only gets half. However, the CostCo pills proved almost impossible to cut due to a combination of size, shape, and density. So we skipped her morning pills and got a new prescription called in to Walmart, where we'd gotten her first batch of that pill.
After work, we tried her with some food, and she was totally non-interested. That was disappointing because it meant her nausea level was still so high that it was taking two pills to counter it (or so we thought), but not entirely unexpected. So off we went to Walmart, got her replacement pills, and tubefed her with the pill. After an anxious afternoon and evening, we put her final meal of the day down and she ate most of it, albeit a little slowly. Nonetheless, crisis averted. Whew.
And then Wednesday morning we were able to give her both of her anti-nausea pills again. Back on track.
Except she's continued mostly not eating at lunch (though we seem to have moved up from nothing to a third of a plate), and then she's mostly eating at dinner (though we've also been giving her the other half of the anti-nausea pill, which can be administered twice a day as needed, every lunch she fails to eat, so that might be aiding the dinner and is more than we were doing a week ago).
Lucy has also seemed more lethargic and less happy much of the week. We're having to put her in front of her food, where for those two and a half good weeks she went and got it on her own. It's definitely another downturn, just like the one before we took her to Oahu.
Obviously, we're increasingly thinking that it was a weird coincidence that she stopped eating again just when she went off one of her anti-nausea meds for 8 or 10 hours.
Also obviously, there seems to be a pattern of the anorexia being worse at lunch time and better in the evening. We suspect the antibiotic she's still getting is the cause, because she also gets that in the morning.
But whether it's the sole cause and why it's getting worse now and whether that's on top of perhaps increasing problem from whatever the core problem is, we have no idea, and it's maddening.
The likely course at this time is to finish out the antibiotic, since it's got a week left, and wait until afterward to make other decisions. Though we'll probably consult with our vet on Monday if this is still going on then.
But we're five weeks into the antibiotic. Seven weeks into the tubefeeding. Eight weeks into Lucy being sick. It's exhausting, so very, very exhausting, especially with her doing worse again.
THE TUNNEL
We got the orangies a new cat tunnel on Monday. We felt bad that we've been neglecting them somewhat while Lucy is sick, and so we thought a new toy might entertain them. It can be scrunched down into a ring, it's got crinkly material inside and there's a hanging ball on one side. Everything that could be fun!
The orangies are mostly afraid of it.
Though I did see Mango make one great use of it. His brother, Elmer, sat down on the far side of the tunnel, and I saw Mango's butt start to wiggle back and forth. And then zoom he whooshed through the tunnel and *got* his brother.
(And then zoom! He was under the couch because his brother's revenge is a terrible thing to see and usually leaves Mango crying for mercy.)
But as for the tunnel: mostly it's Lucy hanging out in it. She is as I type. (*crinkle* *crinkle* *crinkle*)
THE CAT TREE
Speaking of cat presents, we got out cat tree the rest of the way assembled when my dad cut down the bolt that had been shipped to us the wrong size. That allowed us to put a house and top tower on the top platform of the tree.
I'd been a little bit worried about doing so, because Mango had been loving lounging on the platform and Lucy had been loving sleeping on the top platform when that house was sitting on the ground, before I put it up.
Turns out, no worries. Lucy now happily climbs the cat tree to get to one of the comfy beds four or five feet up. And Mango loves sitting on those too. (Which leads to conflict, of course.) But great to see the kits loving the cat tree. Only Elmer doesn't really care. He prefers to sit on boxes.