Monday Groan Mancat...ME

First of all it's kinda late on a Monday to post
And I wanted to post about ME
Then Tommy says "You need to show Perry."
Why?
Because, Tommy says, all of our friends new and old wished him well.
I thought they were MY friends...hmm.
Tommy says I can talk tomorrow-that's what she said bout today! 
Anyway I've been talking to Perry about him being in Cell Block Feline.
In the meantime, this is Cranky Ol Puss about an hour ago
He was being all attentive to Tommy. Ears all up...
Whatever.  

Tommy better be happy....I'm not!

Sunday Advice Taken Told by Tommy

Hello everyone! It's about 10:30PM Dallas time Sunday night as I write this. Just wanted to give you an update from my cat filled and cluttered house, especially about Perry.

My "One" (his nickname since he was a baby) seems to be doing OK. I give him the antibiotics without too much trouble with the syringe. He has started to run from me tho. I've been reading up on UTI's and says a kitty hold it all in because the potty box isn't to his liking. So I've been clearning that, plus reading food cans and bags.

I figure things must be a bit better, Noir popped Perry on the head and Perry hissed. I've been giving extra special love to Perry. Makes me smile when Perry brushes his nose against my cheek. He's been doing that since the first day he decided to stay with me. I knew then, like I know now, I'm the lucky one.

So on this Sunday I took my own kitty's advice and stayed away from the PC until now. As I type this Perry is right by the monitor with his eyes shut. I've given him his nightly medicine and tried to get away! Yet, here he is. I"ll say good night for now and Thank YOU again everyone for your well wishes.

Tommy

xxx ooo

PS. For ManCat Monday Noir tells me he wants to be back. He's afraid everybody  will forget him--ahh Noir--I guess I need to do some extra lovin' on him too. The cat likes it like that.

Perry Update by Tommy

Good Saturday everyone!   My kittyboss (that's Noir to you) allowed me to take some of his precious blog space so I could give an update on Perry.  As Noir wrote, I was concerned about Perry looking thinner.  He wasn't always the robust big cat, yet no cat (or small dog) could come close to MaxMaxx--yet, I was concerned, even tho Perry wasn't lethargic and still ate.  I called the Vet Thursday and said to bring him on in.

The vet poked here and there, mentioned thyroid and kidneys and we just needed to find out. This was already 6pm, and the vet suggested I could bring Perry back or leave him. It killed me, but since Perry was already there, I loved on him and said an out loud prayer and left him. I'd left a towel, so he could have 'me' with him.

Long story short, yesterday another vet, a nice young lady said it was great news all Perry's tests came back negative, except the UTI. She wanted to try anti-biotics and check up on him. Also, the vet gave him some fluids (Oh boy--I know Perry so LOVED that)--and some his body was still filled when I picked him up. Plus some anti vomit medicine, because he just finally had it. I laughed and said, the stress got to him.  And she said Perry got a bath, because he just defecated in the cage and on himself. My cat did not want to be there--and this was stuff he never did at home. The vet said Perry didn't appear to be in pain and kept asking if Perry goes outside.  I explained he and two other like to go right outside the door and eat the grass. They don't go any farther  No roam the neighbor, just our patio. And then I bring them in.

Last night, Perry and I read all your good wishes. I'm humbled by the outpouring. Perry just purred. We hung out on the couch and he curled close. He even slept with me last night and Noir wasn't really feeling any of that. Noir was on my right, Perry curled up on my left, resting against the pillow.

He purred. I prayed. All was right with the world. Good night had by all.

So this morning, Perry's brushed past Peyton, who is his one true fan, jumped over Edie (Mommy) as he hopped from the bed, snarled at MaxMaxx, stared at Earl Gray--who promptly ran from the room. And Noir?  He's under the bed (don't tell him I told you that!).

I will watch my Perry One-make sure he continues to eat,  takes his medicine and pets my head while I try to sleep--with his claws.

Yes, all is right with the world.

Perry and me, last night. I believe healing is in the the touch.

Thanks again for all your well wishes.  We have the bestest good friends-kitties, puppies and along with their humans-literally all over this world.

We are so blessed. 

And to quote Noir: I like it like that!

Tommy

xxx ooo