Well, the black kitten, although a fighter, just couldn’t overcome the ravages of whatever was afflicting his tiny body, and he died Friday morning. But his mother is doing well, and once she gains a couple of pounds (I bet she weighs less than five pounds right now) and I can get the mats out of her coat, she will be a beauty.
And just when it looked like the cat emergencies were over for a while, I noticed that Tibby wasn’t eating. Today his right cheek is very swollen, but he cries in pain when I try to examine his mouth, so I’m not sure what’s going on — maybe a bad tooth (even though he’s only about 2 years old), or maybe something imbedded in his mouth, or maybe an abscess from a wound — in any case, I guess it’s a trip to the vet as soon as we can get an appointment. (My cats always seem to schedule their crises for the weekends, when there is no vet care available.) In the meantime, I gave him some of the antibiotic I have for the mother cat (which Katharine gets the honor of naming in exchange for her very kind donation to the cause of Universal Kitty Health Care — and yes, for a generous donation of your own, you too can name something, or be appointed an ambassador to the cat people, or something equally magnificent). Anyway, when I touched his mouth I must have hurt him, because now Tibby hates me, and is hiding in the basement. You really don’t see much gratitude from cats in these kinds of situations.
And I just noticed that Bix’s lower lip is red and swollen — he was eating okay just a couple of hours ago, so I’m guessing this isn’t anything life threatening, but he’ll have to get examined too, I fear. I changed all the food bowls from plastic to ceramic (my set of salad bowls), and put some Neosporin on his lip, and now he hates me too. If he gets together with Tibby and Jet (who hates me because he now gets “lite” cat food) and foments a cat revolution, I’m pretty much doomed.
But in other news, here’s an excerpt from Dr. Mike’s latest column, My Favorite Political Quotes, which is a collection of “hilarious” quotes that Dr. Mike made up when he ran out of made-up stories about his oppression at the hands of butt-ugly feminists, smelly hippies, homicidal colleagues, and lame students.
16. “Mike Adams’ assertion that I grabbed Chelsea’s (backside) is both false and defamatory. I think we can all agree that Chelsea is not nearly as hot as Ms. Lewinski. The charges simply lack any indicia of credibility. I demand an apology. And I also demand a cigar.” Bill Clinton.
15. “I regret to say that my hand did, in fact, have an improper relationship with Chelsea Clinton. The incident represents a profound lapse of judgment for which my hand takes sole responsibility.” Bill Clinton.
Yes, when you run out out ideas for your column, you can’t go wrong with incest humor!
Sorry to hear about all the trouble with the kittens. My cat had two litters of kittens a few years back, and all of them died both times. Kittens just have really poor survival chances in the early years of life no matter how much you care for them. Uhh, sorry, I guess that might not make you feel better after all…I’ll be praying to The Great Will of the Macrocosm for them. Hope it works out for the rest of them.
Ohh, and Dr. Professor Mike, Phd. is still a twerp.
Left by Gundamhead on July 2nd, 2007