My New Life

I haven't posted in awhile. I've been busy adjusting to my new life in Thunder Bay. Everything is going ok so far. For the first month, I admit I was very upset so I would hiss and get angry at my mama and papa. I was very confused. I didn't understand my new environment. I couldn't believe that there was a world bigger than than the condo in Toronto. I was also nervous about all the strange noises. I also couldn't believe that there is so much grass outside for me to eat. I was used to only getting grass in a small pot. I thought I was going to pass out when I saw all the grass outside. I'm a lot calmer now. I'm enjoying my new space.

So, on August 5th 2007, my family and I started the drive from Toronto to Thunder Bay. The first day we drove to Sault Ste Marie and stayed at Grandma and Grandpa's house. I complained for the first two hours and then I gave up. On the way to the Sault, I couldn't hold my pee so I peed in the pet carrier in Parry Sound while my mama and papa were eating lunch at Wendy's. I was glad to get out of that pet carrier. The second day we drove from Sault Ste Marie to Thunder Bay. By the second day I was very annoyed and I voiced my opinion on and off throughout the whole drive. As you can see from my picture, I am not a happy cat. Now, I am in my new home.

I haven't blogged in a long time. I've been really busy lately with packing and cleaning. My mama and papa are moving all of us to Thunder Bay. My mama says I will like it there because I can watch the birds in the backyard.

However, I am not well right now. I have officially been diagnosed with megacolon. I was at the vet's for three days and they finally were able to flush me out. I came home this past Sunday but I still cannot have a bowel movement. My mama and papa are very worried. My mama was crying so much today. She kept petting me and telling me how I am very much loved and no matter what happens I will always be the best cat ever. I feel sad. I wish I could have a bowel movement to make mama and papa happy. They are sad because they do not know what my outcome will be. I know that they both love me very much and that I am a big part of the family. I am worried too. I don't know what will happen to me. I hope and pray for the best.

New Food and a New Bird Feeder

I have now switched my food to Eukanuba's low residue wet cat food. I hope it will help me with my constipation problem. I didn't have a bowel movement today though. I better produce something soon. If I make a log my mama will tell me that she is proud of me.

My mama also bought me a bird feeder. She put it on the balcony so I can watch my bird friends. However, so far no birds have come to eat the food. Maybe, they will come tomorrow. I wish my friends Dragon and Ophie could come and visit me.

My Colon is Now Clean!

I am finally home. The vet said that I had a "huge and explosive" bowel movement last night and I had more today. I feel much better now. I'm just glad to be home. I'm thinking that maybe I should get a job to help my mama and papa with the vet bills. I'm not sure what kind of job I could do. Perhaps I could be a cat model or actor for weight control pet food. Anyway, I hope I don't have another constipation problem for awhile. It's getting expensive. My papa says he will have to do a couple hip replacements tonight to contribute to my medical fund. My mama also told me that she will have to hold off on shopping for spring and summer clothes because of my recent vet bill. However, they both said that it's ok because they love me very much and I love them back. I just hope my health co-operates. I'm frightened by the idea of getting surgery done and all the possible complications.

My Latest Constipation Episode

I'm sorry that I haven't posted for awhile. I haven't been feeling well lately. My chronic constipation is acting up again. I'm currently at the Downtown Animal Hospital. I really don't want to be here. I have tried many different options to make me "regular", however, nothing seems to be working. So the vet is going to do some blood work on me tonight to see if I can be switched to a different kind of food. You see, my current high protein food controls my blood sugar levels so it may not be possible for me to switch foods. The other option is surgery. The procedure is called a subtotal colectomy, which involves the removal of most of the colon and then reconnecting the remaining ends. However, there is the risk of surgical complications or a poor outcome and then...I don't know...My mama and papa will likely have a high vet bill this time around. I feel terrible and I wish I could financially contribute to my bills. Also, my mama and papa are feeling really sad that I may need surgery. They are very worried about my outcome. Anyway, the vet is going to do one more enema on me before I go to bed tonight. I will keep you posted.

My Early Days

I want to talk about my early days when I was a young kitten. I was born outside sometime at the end of September 2002. I have a sister. She is grey and white. She was bigger than me. Apparently my real mama was a long black cat. My sister and I were living in the bushes outside a company called Patheon in Toronto. When my step mama first saw me, she said it was cold and raining and my sister and I were huddled together. She said I was breathing heavily. Some nice people at Patheon captured me and my sister. We put up a big fight. We screamed, scratched and bit them. We wanted to stay in the bushes. A kind man named George took us home. He found a nice home for my sister. He couldn't find a home for me so my step mama said that she would take me in a month after she and my step papa moved into their new place. I had fun at foster George's. He has a dog named Baby and Baby and me got along very well. I made a lot of trouble for foster George though. I peed on his poinsettia plants. Another time I was sleeping underneath a blanket on the sofa and foster George sat on me. Boy did that hurt! Then another time I got stuck in a crevasse so foster George had to soap me up to slide me out. I also ate Baby's dog food. Foster George took good care of me. I have uploaded a picture of foster George. He is serving drinks to my mama's guests.

Why do people like to put stuff on cats?

I am not a frog! I am a cat! Look what my mama made me wear! I overheard her say to my papa that she wants to get me a sweater. I don't need a sweater. I have a really nice fur coat.

Yay! I had a bowel movement today!

Unfortunately, I've been blocked up the last few days but I finally had a good bowel movement today. I made my mama proud today. I just need to keep up the good work! I try really hard to be regular so I can avoid the dreaded veterinarian's. I don't like going to the vet's. I get very upset. Also, it costs my mama and papa a lot of money. I don't make any money so I have to totally rely on them to pay my bills.

My Goiter

I suffer from chronic constipation. I am on a high protein diet to control my blood sugar levels. I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes in the fall of 2004. The high protein food causes me to become constipated. As a result, the vet has me on subcutaneous fluids because constipation can cause me to be dehydrated. Also, the fluids may help restore the electrolyte and fluid balance in my colon. My mama and papa give me my fluids twice a week. I received my subcutaneous fluids last night. It creates a temporary bump or goiter around my neck area. As you can see from the picture, my neck has a big bump on the right side.

I don't want to dance

My mama made me dance last night to "Gold Digger" and "Sexy Back". I was in a cranky mood. I didn't want to dance. I just wanted to lie down on my armchair. I got kind of mad so I lunged at my mama and I bit her thigh. I told her I was sorry later on. My mama also apologized for making me dance.