Sleeping Kitties

I came across a lovely site the other day called Sleeping Kitties which is of course a collection of Kitties... Sleeping!!

Taking pictures of my cats asleep is something I did a post on when I very first started this blog. At the time I think I was the only reader though so my secret life as 'sleeping cat pawparrazzi' stayed quiet!

See Jennifer's adorable site and Mr Darcy and Sookie in an unusually peaceful snuggle here:

sleepingkitties.blogspot.com

The Biggest Loser Kitty Edition - 1st Week Results

Mr Darcy was back at the vets on Friday for his check up. He had completed his round of antibiotics like a champ and finally accepted that he's on a new dry food measured diet with no snacks. More importantly, there had been no more mishaps in the house and Mr Darcy was back to his chatty, chirpy self.

Last week he weighed in at 6.5kgs. This week... 6.3kg. The vet concluded that he pretty much weighed the same, but by a simple maths subtraction I conclude it to be 0.2kg weight loss... and I'll take that as a step in the right direction! 

Anyway he took Darcy's temperature and he was still 102 degrees. As such the vet said he needs another round of antibiotics. I did ask whether it could be the stress of the trip to the vets combined with a hot car, but he said best not to take any chances. So it's back on the tablets for Darcy. 

Anyway we've been keeping a starving kitty food diary and it goes a little something like this:

Sookie's Crazy Stair Dance

Have a pawesome weekend everyone and wish Darcy luck for the big weigh in!! 

=^..^=

Wordless Wednesday - Nosey Neighbours

A Trip to A&E Courtesy of the Kitty!

Well it wasn't quite the Bank Holiday Monday I'd hoped for... having hoovered and done the ironing, the last job on the list was the monthly trimming of the cat's claws. Usually such a straightforward task - hubby holds them, whilst I quickly clip clip clip. Sookie was done in 2 minutes flat. However, halfway through clipping Darcy's hind claws, (and thus with my face rather close to his feet) something outside made a noise and startled him leading to the most sudden, unexpected panic bunny kick... which landed squarely in my face!

I stumbled backwards saying "I'm okay, I'm okay!" then opened my eyes to find hubby looking on in horror. After checking in the mirror, I realised I hadn't come off quite as lucky as I thought! I was bleeding above and below my eye. Anyone who knows me well will recall that I have a bad habit of fainting at the sight of blood... and down I went! 

After a call to NHS Direct (the UK health service) I was advised to go to A&E as there is a risk of infection with animal wounds. Of course before we could leave I insisted on some pictures for my blog (priorities people!). So here they are:

Hi I'm Laura! (aka Kitcaboodles)

...I'm usually a bit more presentable than this!

Not quite my usual eyeliner

Four hours later hubby and I were finally back from A&E, all cleaned up.

4 hours later

I had some deja vu after Darcy's visit to the vet on Friday... I've now also been prescribed a course of antibiotics and was getting slightly concerned that they were going to make an uncomplimentary comment on my weight too... luckilly I escaped that one!

Darcy says:

I'm so sorry mummy the loud noises scared me... here's my claws I promise I'll be good this time!!

Chairman Meow's Strict Regime

We took Mr Darcy to the vets on Friday after he took another turn for the worse. The vet checked him over and concluded that he had a temperature of 102 and should be observed. He was given an injection, is on antibiotics for a week and I was instructed that he should fast for a day, then have chicken or white fish for the next two days to see if things sort themselves out.

I'm happy to report that he's been doing a lot better and here in the UK we have a Bank Holiday Monday so I get an extra day with him at home.

BUT...

The vet informs me that I have a FAT PUDDY. Poor Mr Darcy - he was most insulted. We had been under the assumption that he wasn't fat, just floofy, but it appears that we were wrong so things need to change! 

With immediate effect Mr Darcy is on a strict, measured diet with NO TREATS and NO GRAZING allowed. Darcy is not happy and had told me this loudly and repeatedly for the last two nights. One unexpected pro though is that he has decided that if he can't eat, he's going to get a cuddle instead. Therefore the last two nights I've woken up to find Darcy sandwiched between us in the bed. Aww.

He's due back to the vets again next week for a follow up, so please keep your fingers and paws crossed for him (on both counts).

=^..^=

Floppy Friday - Mr Darcy Fave Position No 5

Can you guess where I am today?

It's another of my fave spots to flop and drop

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The bathroom of course!

I'm ready and waiting for your belly rubs, you have to come here eventually!

Privacy? What's that? Silly kittymum!!