Did I tell you that 2 of my grand cats, Hazel Bear and Freddie Purrcury, now have their own Instagram and Facebook sites? I am biased of course, but I do think they are just some of the most fun kitties to watch. My bonus daughter, K8, is a graphic designer and does the most creative little videos with her 2 loves.
Mini Cooper has always loved FishTV. She watches the fish tanks for hours. When she discovered that there was a little slit in the top of the kitchen tank, she decided it would be a good time to take a taste. As you can see if you look closely the fish are not phased by her at all. They must be so used to her presence at this point it is just another day at the FISHDaz zoo.
The beauty of having feline dementia is that Noel rediscovers things she used to love. If you remember a month or so ago she rediscovered my office down the hall. She had not been in there for years. Now she rediscovered the cat tree. Even though the tree has been in the dining room in front of her eyes all this time, I have not seen her go on it for a very long time. The beauty of rediscovery with a forgetful brain.
Charles had to go back to the vet (going to vet pictures above) to make sure all the heart medicine for his advanced congestive heart failure (see post on March 21: Charles’ 2d Chance) was OK. Jolie, of course, suffering from FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out), came for moral support. Well maybe Charles was her support, but I digress…
Dr. Buchanan said everything is looking good. We are watching his liver and kidneys and all that stuff because between the Phenobarbital, for seizures, and the VetMedIn and Lasix, for the heart, his poor little organs are under a lot of strain. But Charles does not know this, so he is as happy as a lark.(Coming home from the vet – smiling – pictures below.)
One side effect of these meds is that he is really hungry. I mean, eat the wallpaper hungry. He is not only constantly barking at us and demanding more than ever (he is a Pomeranian CHIHUAHUA as you know and currently we must place a very heavy accent on the little demanding dog part of the breed), but now he has taken to jumping up at my arm when I am in the recliner and giving a little nip if I am not listening to him (since I try hard to ignore him if I can).
We are really glad that Mr. New-lease-on-life is still with us, but we really would like to watch at least one TV show undisturbed.
He finally did conk out after all that excitement at the vet, at least for a little while.
Mini Cooper and Noel, the Christmas cat, in the herb window on a rainy day with lots of reflection. This picture was taken about 2 years ago when Noel was a bit sprier and could get up in the window by herself.
You might not understand this situation, because you don’t live here, but this is one of the strangest pairings at the top of the steps that you will ever see. Noel is not a cat that sits with the other animals. Well, maybe she will sit with Mini Cooper in the herb window or on the kitchen table if it happens by accident. But sitting with a dog – that is out of the question! Well, until now.
I am sure that they both were wanting something from me, probably food, and it just happened spontaneously. What an odd couple these 2 make – I just love their expressions.
On February 17, Charles had a grand mal seizure. It was very scary for all of us. We started him on Phenobarbital, a drug that is used to treat seizures. He continued to have what we thought were smaller petite mal seizures every few days after that. The vet gave us Diazepam as a rescue drug for when the seizures happen, this was to try and stop what they call ‘cluster’ seizures (one right after another, which is common). But something continued to not be right. Even the smallest excursion was causing him to collapse. Was it the seizure disorder or something else?
You may not remember but Charles has a heart murmur and an enlarged heart. On March 7 we went back to the vet because of multiple collapsing episodes. She said his chest sounded OK and we should continue with the pheno as prescribed. Pheno can take several weeks to kick in. But…things still did not seem right.
I emailed the vet on March 15 and sent a video of him collapsing. Late afternoon, she prescribed a heart medicine called VetMedIn (pimobendan), which improves the efficiency of each heartbeat so that it doesn’t have to work so hard, in addition to the Pheno. I picked it up after work on March 16. I was worried about getting him to take it because it is a large pill for a little dog, so we decided to wait until the morning.
4 AM, Friday, March 17, before we could even start the VetMedIn, Charles went into congestive heart failure. His little heart was racing a million miles a minute. He was panting and wheezing. Off to the Vet we went as soon as they opened. On X-ray, the lungs showed fluid building up around the heart. The vet asked us if we were ready to make the very hard choice about his quality of life.
But… there was one other medicine that we could add to the mix and see if that could help – Lasix, a diuretic. We opted to give it a try. What was the worse that could happen since he already was so weak. We carried him up and down the stairs in the house; we carried him outside to the bathroom; we did not let him exert himself at all if we could stop him.
March 21 – SPRING – and he seems back to his old self. Hungrier than usual but stubborn and sassy and just being Charles. Now he refuses to be carried and wants to do everything by himself. Prayers are still needed, but right now we are extremely happy that he is still with us. Spring and medical intervention have given Charles a second chance. Bang those healing drums and thank modern science for medicines that work.