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Goodbye, Honey Bear

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Honey Bear took her last ride yesterday. I wish I could have made her feel better, even if only for a few days. I couldn’t watch her wither away and suffer.
I was never sure how old Honey was when she came to us in 2017 but our vet at that time said she was under 5 years old. I decided she was about 3 years old, so about 9 this year. It was the evening before my birthday in July of 2017. This is going to sound strange, but I felt that my Fuzz led her to me. I had just lost Fuzz a few months prior. The night before my birthday this year is when she first showed signs of being sickly. A week later, she’s gone.
Thanks, everyone, for the sympathy and condolences. I appreciate all of the moral support through the last week. I am mentally and physically exhausted. It’s hard losing a furry member of the family. Even the other furbabies know there’s something off.
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Heartbreaking News

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Honey Bear is sicker than we first thought. After her initial visit with the vet, she felt better right away due to the antibiotics and steroid injections. But by Sunday she was back to looking sickly again. I was trying to entice her to eat more with things she loves like tuna and chicken but noticed she was having trouble chewing. I suspected a dental issue. So, I give her food that she lap up easily and off to the vet we went again yesterday.

I was right about the dental issue; the good news is that it can be treated. The bad news is that she also has a tumor in her tummy pushing on her intestines. The vet suggested an oral antibiotic for the dental problem and an oral steroid to try and shrink the tumor. Thankfully they gave the two mixed together making it only 1ml twice a day that I have to cram down her throat. Anyway, she won’t have much more time with us. I am hoping she will start eating more so she won’t be so weak. I want her to have a little time left where she feels better so I can give her more lovins before she goes. Right now she hides a lot.

The vet said we could probably get her feeling better for 2 weeks to 2 months on the steroid but we have to wait and see how she does. I will eventually have to make that inevitable and heartbreaking decision to let her go…

Friday’s Funnies – My Faves This Week – July 14, 2023

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This week started out decent but then Tuesday one of my furbabies was sickly. It just happened. One day she was eating like a pig and the next day, she wasn’t eating much at all. She had lost some weight, and wasn’t eating, drinking, or urinating much. My first thought was her kidneys. I have already lost several cats to kidney disease and I wasn’t prepared to have to put down another of my loves. I knew I would have to do it because I wouldn’t ever want any of them to suffer…

Our wonderful vet had no appointments open this morning but agreed that if I get there at 9am sharp then they could squeeze us in between the others. A complete blood count was done, and after what seemed an eternity, he came back with the results. Her kidneys were fine. Her liver was fine. Her white blood count was high, which he said normally means an infection…frequently it’s a UTI. So he gave her IV fluids and a long-lasting antibiotic injection, plus a steroid injection. We are home now and she already looks better and has eaten some of her favorite “Lickables” in a pouch.

Anyway, I thought I was going to lose her kidney disease and would be in no mood for today’s funnies, but here I am! I’m ready and willing and so very relieved to not have lost another of my furbabies! On with the funnies because that’s what you came for, right?!

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Ok, I am exhausted, mentally and physically. Time to take a good nap. I hope these funnies aren’t repeats. I forgot to delete last week’s off my phone and laptop so I got a little confused! I hope you get a few laughs from this week’s collection! My faves are Shocked Miss Piggy, Samuel L., Vacuum Sealed, and Stoned Hunter.

Have a super weekend, friends! Until next time,

The Saga of Jack and BobCat Continues

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Poor Jack. He just hasn’t been the same since “The Imposter” BobCat has come into the house. He has been the most jealous cat I have ever seen! (BobCat has many nicknames but I call him “The Imposter” because there is a real BobCat hanging about at night that has all 4 of my furbabies a bit rattled. Don’t worry, kitties are in an enclosure, safe from outside influences trouble.

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BobCat looks like he’s taking a selfie for a dating website!

“The Imposter” was brought inside in October, after being neutered, vaccinated, and dewormed. It has been very stressful watching Jack continuously so he doesn’t kill BobCat. I mean, continuously! Finally, in the last couple of months, Jack has learned to “be nice” and they actually touch noses almost every night at snack time. He hasn’t beaten him up in a few days. (Trust me, he goes days without incident now instead of several fights per day!)

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Jack looks like he’s pissed!

Anyway, Jack is very jealous and acts out like a child would if he/she were to suddenly have a baby brother that always has mom’s attention. BobCat got used to sleeping on me at night because he felt safe and that used to be Jack’s spot. I can’t get him to come share with BobCat so Jack goes somewhere else. BobCat likes to sleep in my chair when I’m not in it and Jack will jump up and steal my chair before BobCat can get it. Jack has been peeing on things off and on. It makes me so mad! I have numerous bottles of My Pet Peed spray to combat the odor but it would be nice to not have that extra work because I am in so much pain daily.

Jack is still lovable as hell, but not exactly like he was before. I’m trying to pay more attention to him so that he knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that he is still my “nubby wubby” (lovey dovey) and I hope to get him back to normal soon.

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Here’s a pic of Jack and BobCat being nice friendly!

It was actually quite funny. They were sharing my chair and when Jack looked at BobCat, BobCat would turn away. When BobCat turned to look at Jack, Jack would turn away. This went on for several minutes!

To be continued…..

Elvis Is Dead

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Ok, so… I don’t have a pet mouse named Elvis but a mouse died yesterday, and not in a trap, unless you count Jack’s tummy. I found mouse remains on the laundry room floor. I don’t think he tasted good because Jack threw it up and wasn’t feeling well afterward. I was worried for a few hours because he just wasn’t himself. Later in the day, he perked up and went mouse hunting again.

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Yes, we have mice. We also have craneflies, roly-polies, centipedes, millipedes, termites, beetles, wasps, spiders, and so much more. That’s really fun in the warmer months. You should see BobCat chasing a beetle! Anyway, since we live out in the middle of nowhere we have to deal with the annoyance of all kinds of things. One year we had a family of skunks living under the house. Something spooked them, and my house smelled like skunk for weeks afterward!

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Jack felt well enough to continue with his mouse shenanigans and caught another… It was just a baby! Then Alice caught one. She ate the head off and left the rest. Thanks Alice. I think there must’ve been a new nest of meeces (intentional, an attempt of humor) living somewhere in a mouse-sized crawlspace. Things have calmed down now so I think my furbabies have killed them all.

Rest in Pieces, Little Meeces.