Hey, everyone! Vivian K. Perry here, totally oblivious to this thing called a pandemic.
I’m been using Maisie as a comfy, cushy pillow lately. My sister would never have let me take such liberties before, but then, she hasn’t been herself these past few weeks.
Our vet at Gander Veterinary Clinic says Maisie has an overactive thyroid, so she’s now on medicine for that. Jennifer applies it twice a day by rubbing it on the inside of her ear flap.
Unfortunately, her hyperthyroidism is not typical. Maisie has become anorectic, and without the appetite stimulant medication, she simply won’t eat.
Of course, I was the first one to notice something was wrong. I could never be oblivious to that! I’ve been doing my part by cuddling with her and keeping her warm.
I’m trying not to worry but it’s hard.
Please keep little Maisie in your thoughts, my friends. ❤
Maisie here, wishing my sister Vivian would make room for me on our big new bed in the living room. Yes, our early Christmas present is actually a dog bed, but it’s oh-so-comfy for us cats too.
Mom thinks she’s clever, making us share it with a beanie baby named “Howlidays.” We realize it’s Christmas and all, but we would’ve preferred a baby of our own species.
Oh well. Let me think… where shall I nap while waiting for my turn on the new bed?
Our twin beds are in the kitchen of course…
… and look what I found here. Just my size.
Ever-curious Vivian has to come along and inspect the situation.
I think you’re too big to fit, sis.
Move along. Nothing more to see here.
Finally!
Thank you, sis. Now, one more thing…
Think, maybe, we can lose the mutt??
Ah… that’s much better!
Thanks, Mom… purr… zzzz…
Happy Holidays to all
and warm, cuddly wishes for the New Year! ♥♥♥ See you in January!
That’s right, peeps! My sister Maisie and I celebrated our 12th birthday on Friday.
Mom is busy with book stuff, so I thought I’d take over the blog today and share a few pics of us to commemorate the event.
Lazy Maisie Sunday
I love my scratching post
Our perpetual kitten
I love this scratching post too!
Enjoying Mom’s lap
That time when Mom forgot to put our dishes back after cleaning the floor.
That time I didn’t give my sister sufficient purchase.
Looking a little peeved here. Maybe because Mom is taking too many pics.
Thanks for visiting us and have a purr-fect week! Head bumps and sandpaper kisses, ♥Vivian♥
Vivian K. Perry here, back for a new guest post on Jennifer’s Journal. Can you believe this is my eleventh time blogging here on WordPress? I’m becoming an old pro!
Let’s get down to business: I went to see my veterinarian in Gander yesterday. And because I did, my weekend is going to be one of recovery instead of more itching and scratching of my pretty face.
sticker on our fridge
You see, I have this recurring condition, an allergy of sorts, or so I’m told. The problem is that no one can determine what triggers it! The first time this happened to me was when we were still living in the city, and I was barely out of kittenhood. I had a little spot on my cheek that simply would not heal.
This is me yesterday morning. I had no idea at this point where I would be going that afternoon. Notice my not-so-pretty face. 😦
As it happened, Jennifer and Paul went on a trip to Jamaica that spring, and when they came back, they were horrified to see that the little spot had festered and had gotten much worse. Off to the vet we went, and I came back with steroids, antibiotics and that ghastly ‘cone of shame’ around my neck. Let me tell you: I HATED that #@%*#!ing cone!
But I healed, and ever since, my staff made sure I never got to that point again.
A year or so ago, Jennifer read on the internet that the cat treats, Temptations, were causing itchy skin allergies in some other members of my species, so of course I never got to eat another one after that. For a long while, it seemed the mystery had been solved.
Then my condition returned, so we are back to square one as to the cause. If anyone out there has any experience with this or knows what I might be allergic to, would you help a kitty out and please leave a comment below?
Jennifer put together this little gallery from my visit. I hope you enjoy it more than I did.
“I hate this #%&*# cage and this #%&*#car!”
Jennifer stayed in the back seat with me, so I stopped crying. An hour and a half is a long drive for a kitty.
I was a really good girl!
When we finally got to the vet’s, we had to wait for a while.
Too many doggies for my liking. I was outnumbered!
Paul faced me away from those doggies, but I knew they were there. Doggie smells don’t lie.
At last, it was my turn.
In spite of my allergy, the vet said I was very healthy for my age. I was also very well-behaved. 🙂
Prednisone and yummy treats. Yay!
After my check-up, I went home with my new meds. I hardly made a peep the whole way, probably because I was worn out from all the excitement.
I thought Maisie would’ve been lonely during our absence; she is rarely left by herself.
But she seemed un-purr-turbed.
I thought Maisie would’ve been lonely during our absence; she is rarely left by herself.
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