Monday, July 27, 2015

Goodbye for Now Ivy....


Sunday was like any other day.  Ivy crawled up on the bed to wake us up, squawking away as usual.  She ate well and asked for seconds.  Later that morning I went to lay on the bed to read and she sprawled out on my tummy like she always does.  I had my hand on her body and felt her heart beating way too fast.  She seemed agitated and got down off the bed and then I heard her scream.  When I looked down on her, she was dragging her hind leg and trying to walk, screaming.

Within minutes I had her in a carrier and out the door to the vet.  One the ride over her breathing became labored, her mouth open, gasping.  At the emergency vets they put her in oxygen right away but she had thrown a clot - what I suspected.  I knew it was time to let her go.  I was able to spend a little time with her but she was in distress so I had them give her a sedative and then bring her to me for the final dose,  I cradled her in my arms, swaddled in a blue towel with only her head and front paws showing.  I told her how much I loved her, that Lily was waiting for her, and that everything will be OK.  She was struggling to breathe even with the sedative, so I told the vet to let her go.  It was peaceful and she went easily - she just stopped breathing.

Living outside

She lived a long life for a cat with Chronic Renal Failure and FIV.  I feel blessed to have known  Ivy for  all 17 years of her amazing life. (Read her life story here) She spent the first seven living in the feral colony behind our house.  Tiny then as now, she held her own with the others.  So many times I worried about her safety.  She had UTIs and refused to eat the food I put her meds in, never mind let me catch her.  All I could do was send her Reiki healing light from the back bedroom.  She survived all her illness outside and even lived through hurricanes, blizzards and bone chilling winter temperatures.

Newly indoors

She loved to hunt and would drop her prize at the feet of the head feral cat Big Guy.  She was one of the oldest cats in the group.  In 2005 she was the last of this feral colony living outside. I hesitated to bring her in.  She was so wild and untamed, that I felt she would not adjust to life indoors.  I left her out one last summer and then lured her into a dog crate and brought her inside.  She surprised us totally and became  the lap cat of all lap cats.

She had a huge personality for as small as she was at six pounds.  As she lost her hearing in later years she vocalized more - in her duck like quacking, gurgles and chirps.  In her raspy voice she told us when to wake up, when to feed her and if she couldn't find us, she would roam the house squawking until we found her.

Butter on her nose

She loved butter and would come beg for some when I had my breakfast.  She loved to lick it off my finger and usually got it all over her nose too.  Her favorite place to nap was on the TV receiver on the shelf  in the console where it was warm and cozy.  A restless sleeper she would often unplug the TV and we would wonder why we didn't get TV reception.  She was not a toy player but if we left a catnip banana on the floor she would roll on that until she was in ecstasy.

Napping under the TV

At night I read on the bed before I fall asleep.  That was Ivy's time with me.  She would crawl on my tunny and spread her tiny body out to nap.  If she felt a little frisky she would run across the bed and squawk - her signal to play.  I would throw rolled up socks up into the air over her and she would jump to catch them.  She loved to chase ribbons as I pulled them across the bed as well.  She was so quick - still the hunter.

If you can't see this go here.

She is buried next to the others on a shady hillside on our land, wrapped in a pink blanket with a sunflower from our garden and catnip sprinkled over her.  Our lives will be so much quieter now without her.  No one to wake us or to tell us to feed the cats.  She totally charmed us with her antics and voice, making us smile and laugh everyday.  She was our sunshine, our light and I am devastated that it has gone out forever. Sweet dreams dear Ivy.

Monday, July 20, 2015

Mancats on Monday

Mr Kitty here today.  We have been having a heat wave since June - most places in the 90s but we have been in the upper 80s instead cuz we are in the mountains.  Still hot.  I like it hot since I come from Massachusetts so I beg to go out on the porch and just bake in the sun. I lay sprawled out like a beached whale soaking up the sun! The humans won't let me stay out there except for early morning and later in the day so I don't overdo it. 

Two Spot is out in the cat house and it is warmer there - it is built into the hillside so is cool in the indoor room and the porch is shaded with lots of fans.  Most days it is only 80 degrees out there.  If anyone looks too hot then the beans wet them down with cold water.  Al likes that!

Only loves the heat and lays out on the screen porch of the cat house in a stupor and he is in his glory!  Of course he doesn't mind getting wiped down with cold water either!

Norm or Normy as the beans call him is a shy guy and keeps to himself unless he is with Snowball who he adores! (I am not sure what THAT is all about.)  He comes out to the porch during the cooler parts of the day.

 Now Woody shares life in the house with me.  Even tho he is a youngster at nine compared to the rest of us 15 plus year olds, he was brought in due to Al bullying him in the cat house.  He lives the life of Reilly now so he is the one who lucked out!

Snowball is the head honcho of the cat house and he knows it.  He and Al go at it a lot since Al thinks he is the head cat.  Al has his own room within a room out there but in the hot weather, the beans have kept Al's room open for anyone to come in and for Al to go where he wants.  So far they have been pretty peaceful.  The heat is enough to keep everyone's minds occupied elsewhere.

And then there is Sam.  He is the only one with a tipped ear.  He looked so much like Georgie and Norm that no one could tell him apart so the beans had the vet tip his ear when he was neutered.  He is the most reclusive one - is never out, always hiding in a box, cabinet or under a chair. He comes out for food - thus this shot!  If the beans can get their hands on him (when he is out eating) he loves petting.  Go figure!

And last but never least is our Al.  He is a charmer with the humans but a bully with the cats.  With his long furs he is minding the heat more than the others and loves to be wetted down - really soaked.  He has been very mellow too lately - maybe as he gets older he is finally chilling out.

Hope you have enjoyed this visit with all our mancats.  Maybe next week we can feature the ladycats.  Hint...hint.  *wink, wink*

P.S. For those of you not on Facebook, Georgie had to spend a day and overnight at the ER vet this weekend due to being severely constipated and blocked.  After several enemas, they got her opened up.  Being diabetic this is more challenging because she was vomiting and not eating.  The humans will now be vigilant in keeping an eye on her input and output -  when she uses the litter box, giving her lots of Miralx and making sure she eats plenty of food.  It is a challenge to monitor her this way with all of us to care for too.

With all of the huge vet bills we have accumulated for Georgie over the past month or so, we will be hosting an auction within the next few weeks (will keep you posted) and also have added a Wish List on Amazon for our essentials like food and medications.  Check it out and please share!

Friday, July 10, 2015

Ivy as Caturday Art

For this week Caturday Art Ivy is our model.  I processed this photo as a watercolor.  Ivy seems to get smaller and smaller as she ages.  She is 17 this year and with CRF and being FIV+, I think that is pretty incredible.  Her fur is getting more white and her tiny  body is getting thinner even tho she is eating well - but she is as feisty and active as ever.

She loves butter and gets some when I have my muffin for breakfast and then again when she gets her sub c fluids twice a week.  She knows and waits for the butter.  She has such a huge personality - quite a character.  

We are having a heat wave and the cats spend their day sleeping in air conditioned comfort.  Hope every one stays cool and and has a restful weekend!  Happy Caturday.  

To join in Caturday Art stop by Athena and Marie for their blog hop. And we joined the Sunday Selfie by Cat on my Head.

Friday, July 3, 2015

Happy Birthday America!

Mr Kitty

 Wishing y'all a fun, safe and happy 4th of July!  We are going to stay indoors away from the fireworks and noise but the beans may wander off to see one of the local displays!  At least where we live, we don't hear the noise from the celebrations!

Notice anything different about Georgie in this photo?  She got her feeding tube out yesterday!  The vet thought she was doing well - gained weight, her diabetes is stable and she is eating great on her own!  Yay for Georgie!  A day worth celebrating - she came thru this wonderfully.  Thank you for all your support during her illness. We need her to stop having health crises - she is using up her 9 lives pretty fast.  She needs to save some for her later years!

Happy Independence Day!



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