Ok, so now they’re not eating the homemade food… sigh.
I’m not giving up though. All I’ve read suggests it takes time to get them to change their diet… a bit like folks I guess? 🙂
Oh, and we had another trip to the vet… Poppy this time – her allergies again. Poor little dot’s eye went all bung again. And now the vet is worried she might also have diabetes – so we’re to watch her weight carefully. Apparently, if she loses weight it might be an indication of problems. She eats as if she has been starved, but remains very very small. She also drinks like a wee fish. I have never known a cat to drink so much, but it has been very hot, and she eats mostly dry food, so perhaps it is nothing?
We have all our fingers crossed.
Ina asked for the recipe for the cat food.
If you follow the link from Connie’s comment, you will find the American Vet I was telling you about. She has the recipe there. I will not be buying a grinder to grind them bones – rather, I will import bone meal. I had slow-cooked the chicken for this first batch of food, and the bones went all soft, so I was able to just break them up with my fingers.
I used stock instead of water, and that seemed to go down very well. They have always been cats that licked the gravy off the Fancy Feasts, and left the lumps…
We’re having a quiet Easter weekend. Chores done this morning. Now Rick is watching something he taped from tv, and I am planning my winter craft project… perhaps a Peggy-square blanket… or I might make the supreme effort to learn how to sew (dressmaking).
We have a family dinner here on Sunday. My brother is home again from
Sydney. We have seen more of him since Sue got sick than we have in the 30 years since he moved to Australia. It seems it’s true that every cloud has a silver lining. 🙂
Happy Easter everyone XXX
Archive for March, 2013
Ok, so now they’re not eating the homemade food… sigh.
Wikipedia says ‘hat trick’ is a sporting term which means three amazing things, one after the other…
Yoshi left home early yesterday morning to make his way to his hidey, which is under the front porch at the Doctor’s office three doors down.
This is normal behaviour, but he usually comes home for lunch, and then returns for the evening at a bout 5pm.
Yesterday he did neither of these.
So, I went looking for him. Found him. But, he didn’t come to greet me, chirping and rolling in the dust…
I thought… hmmm…
So,I reached in and scooped him out into the open… He snarled, hissed and hid under a shrub.
I thought… hmmm…
I picked him up… He snarled, hissed and settled in my arms to be carried home. He HATES to be carried.
When I put him down, he limped a couple of steps…
We scooped him up and took him to the vet…
Where we asked for a concession ticket for multiple visits…
The vet can’t find any broken bones, but little Yoshi is now on antibiotics in case he has been fought with and is nursing a bite.
He was very quiet overnight, but has eaten well and is now sitting outside.
On a more positive note.
You people are amazing. I thought – when I mentioned I wanted to make my own cat food – that you would think I was a complete hippy nut-case and disappear in droves…
Thank you so much for the suggestions, the links you sent – and, as always – for your encouragement.
I made my first batch today. Poppy, who for a tiny wee cat has always had a prodigious appetite, ate enough to stonker a small horse!
Percy, Mr Fusspot Fatty Bum, licked his dish shiny-clean
And Yoshi, who is still feeling quite sorry for himself, ate a goodly amount.
I’m thrilled. I so hope they don’t do a Fancy Feast on me, and decide after a while that they’re not going to eat THAT! 🙂
I’m feeling very virtuous and am spending a hot autumn afternoon watching NZ play England at test match cricket – a game that lasts five days – and which we may actually win… GO the Black Caps!
Thanks for all your good wishes. It is lovely to have him home, he seems to be doing well – though he will NOT take his medicine.
I’m supposed to give him two tablets in the morning and two in the evening, along with his special diet – which he also WILL NOT eat.
His vet was very dismissive of the new biscuits I found at the supermarket. She will not hear of anything other than the stuff they sell at the clinic. Sadly, the supermarket biscuits are the ones my cats now Hoover up.
I have resorted to giving Percy a small amount of Temptations Treats and I break one of the capsules up and stir everything up. He loves his treats and it is the only way I can dose him.
The problem is me, not him. He is such a very big, strong cat. I am a little afraid of him as he can hit and bite if he is afraid. He hasn’t done either for a very long time, but I still have scars from our early days.
I have been researching on the interwebs about making cat food at home… all natural. I found a recipe devised by an American vet and will try to source the additives this week. It bothers me that commercial cat food is based around grains and seed oils, and I have time to experiment a bit.
On a completely different subject – I’m having one heck of a time commenting on some of your blogs… I get the ‘comment will be visible after approval’ message, but then it seems to disappear into the nevernever… Such a pest! Please know that I am still checking in on you daily 🙂 XO
Sue is doing ok. She is following my blog now. Chemo is not going as well as we’d hoped. The side-effects are pretty debilitating. Her 5th treatment was delayed because her blood went wonky. Forgive me, I can’t think of the medical term… there was a danger she could bruise and they would not be able to stop the bleeding. She had the treatment on Friday, but they were iffy about doing it because they said she was too dehydrated…
Frankly, the sooner chemo is over (there is one more to go), the better. Then she can start to get better.
She is still eating really well. Her potassium levels got really low, so since bananas are high in potassium, she began making pancakes for breakfast…
Two eggs, one mashed banana. Mix together and fry (in butter). She eats them with bacon and maple syrup. A simple and delicious way to fix the potassium deficiency 🙂
Percy had to come home a day early because he refused to eat.
I got him home, asked him if he was hungry and put down some of his new food…
He is on a special diet. He mustn’t eat the old food, but it’s ok if the others eat his…
he went straight to his bowl and ate, and Poppy swooped in to clean up the scraps. 🙂
I have to take him back to the vet tomorrow, just so they can have a feel of his bladder, but for now, he is sleeping under the coffee table.
It’s nice to have him home.
Percy had a quiet day yesterday… VERY quiet… by the time we realised he was far too quiet… it was 8:15pm and he had just tottered out to the lawn. Where he lay.
We scooped him up, rang the after-hours vet and took him in.
Cystitis – blockage of the bladder.
He is a very sick boy. He has a catheter in place to drain his bladder, and an IV thing in his arm. He is under gentle sedation and will be for the next few days (Percy, because of his background – which we can only guess at, but which we KNOW was not good – has trust issues. The vet decided it would be kinder for him to be sleepy for the time he has to stay at the hospital)
He will be there at least until Thursday.
We had debated taking him to the vet – thought perhaps he would be ok till the morning. But, thankfully chose to take him in. The vet says he would have died.
We are so very lucky.
He has used one of his nine lives.
He will need to be on a special diet for the rest of his life. Even then, there are no guarantees it won’t recur. Poor little sod.
Speaking of which… Poppy has had another bout of allergies. I have to give her pills this time,as Rebecca is right… too many steroids can bring on diabetes… She is not a happy wee girl.
Having cats means I will never have diamonds… and I wouldn’t have it any other way.