March 2nd, 2010Fuzz 4/1/2007 – 3/1/2010
You were the sweetest, strangest, fluffy little puppy-cat and I can’t begin to describe how much you’ll be missed. We love you.
You were the sweetest, strangest, fluffy little puppy-cat and I can’t begin to describe how much you’ll be missed. We love you.
the FrankenFuzz Monster.
I mentioned in my last post that our kitten was a smidge broken. When we got her from Jacquie last November, she’d previously had two polyps removed from her nasal passages. Fuzz made a great deal of noise when she ate or drank and we soon realized that the polyps were probably back. Since about February, we were constantly in to see the vet, trying out medicine cocktails to control the problem as surgery was a bit cost prohibitive. It got to the point where daily steroids were the only thing helping to control but not correct the problem.
Neither the husband or I felt very good about giving our less than 7lb kitten the equivalent of kitty prednisone every day for an extended amount of time. Any attempts to wean her from the pills was painful. Her breathing was incredibly labored and along with the vet, we wondered if she was getting enough oxygen at times. I also became convinced that she was mostly deaf as nasal pharyngeal polyps tend to originate in the ear canal. The deafness did explain why Fuzz Monster insisted on “playing” with Jezebel despite the growling and hissing; Fuzz couldn’t hear the growling.
Two weeks ago, bleeding heart that he is, the husband decided we weren’t going to medicate anymore and took Fuzz to Georgia Veterinary Services with the referral our vet submitted at the beginning of the whole process of getting the kitten better. GVS removed a marble sized pharyngeal polyp from the back of her throat and nasal passage. Then they opened her up and cleaned out the bony area around her right ear canal to ensure the unwanted tissue was completely gone.
She came home on the 12th looking like the most pathetic kitten in the world. In addition to the shaved head, she had a drain under her chin to let the excess fluid out and a row of stitches next to it. The Elizabethan collar finished up the indignity. She got the drain removed on the 14th and the incision area has healed very nicely over the past week. This past Thursday, I came home and found her sleeping just inside the bedroom door, sans collar. I looked around and found it on the bed, still velcroed together. She’d managed to pull her head out of the collar and run free. Since she wasn’t bothering the staples at the incision, we kept the collar off for longer and longer stretches, finally keeping it off Saturday. We also let her out of her sick quarters (our bedroom) and reintroduced her to the household.
Mocha is still not very impressed.
My internet capabilities at work are being limited more and more to non-interesting sites. Ravelry is blocked and lately, the browser won’t load the dashboard so that I can at least update blogs. I figured I should take a minute while I’m thinking about it at home to go ahead and fess up to my Mission Possible list. I considered never posting it and then feigning ignorance when Jen, Sandy & Claudia come after me at the end of the year for not finishing…only for a second, though
In no particular order, my goals for the year:
Now then, the caveats, because all good missions need an “in case of emergency break glass” sort of clause.
Fuzz (aka Fuzz Monster, Fuzzarino, the Fuzzmeister, Fuzztastic, Fuzzalicious) came to live with us last month. Behold the devastating cuteness that is a disgustingly soft (I don’t think the alpaca top I’m spinning is softer) and fuzzy kitten.
If she had a bellybutton, I’m pretty sure there would be lint.
I’m sure you’d be surprised to learn that I’ve been working on things…a good many things, actually. There’s been knitting.
And not knitting.
And spinning (50/50 merino and silk).
And knitting handspun. What a concept! I’ve just been throwing the finished skeins into a basket all this time.
I went through that basket and started a Baby Surprise Jacket (Humbug BFL and blue merino/silk)
There’s my first toe-up sock with encroachment heel ala Jen.
And more spinning. Spunky Elcectic “Tulip” BFL. The real color is between these two shots.
Whew! I’m exhausted!
I was told last night that while it was known that I have cats, they are never seen on the blog. Jen, this is for you. First, this is Mocha.
And these are her paws.
Then we have Jezebel and her paws.
Even though I don’t say it very often here, I adore them both to bits.
*I don’t even want to know what the search engines will do with this one.