This morning, we bundled Henry and Ron into the big cat basket, and bore them off to Vim the Vet for their first vaccinations, and to take advantage of the free microchip offer (which saved us about £50 – hurrah!).
A video on Flickr.
Over on the Jordan Cats.
p.s. I think the Roomba won.
We went to visit our local animal sanctuary yesterday – the house is entirely too quiet and empty, and we thought we could give a loving home to a kitten or two. They said they were crowded out with kittens, but I think we are a mega fail in their view …
At 23:13. A small convulsion, and she was gone.
Good hunting, my Aliss – a very mad cat. You’ll be much missed.
p.s. Thanks for all comments to my previous post – LJ hasn’t actually notified me of any of them.
Aliss (in icon) hasn’t been well – I haven’t posted here, but I did put it on the catblog.
I took her back to Vim the Vet on Wednesday of last week. She hadn’t put any weight on, and he was a bit concerned, so he gave her an anabolic steroid shot to kick start her and said he’d see her in a month.
She’s been eating like a horse, but got thinner and thinner. perlmonger and I resolved that we would give her food she liked, keep her warm and comfortable, and give her lots of love and fuss. She didn’t get meatier, but she has been bright-eyed, and happy to see us, and sat on laps in the evening, apart from scoffing huge quantities of expensive little tins of fud.
Until lunchtime today, when she didn’t want her waffer thin chicken. Then didn’t want her Highlife Tuna or her Gourmet Selection prawn and tuna. She’s given up, I think – she’s lying oh her side by the sofa, and we’re just waiting for the end. If she makes it through the night, I’ll be amazed, and I’ll call the vet for a home visit in the morning if need be.
We are not putting her through what Bada went through in her last days. So we’re not going to see Jeremy Hardy tonight – we’re keeping vigil with our Aliss.