Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Vet Visit

I took Punkin and Molly in to see Dr. Sherwood this morning. Molly has just not been herself for the last ten days or so, and Punkin has developed an unusual interest in water, begging at the bathroom sink and jumping into the bathtub to lick droplets from the porcelain.

I'm scared about Molly. She has gone on so long without a single bump in her health that any symptom is disquieting. I know she is an old cat now but it is hard to foresee a time when she won't be with us. I hope we can give her some more good time.

Punkin--well I have suspected that Punkin's kidneys would become a problem. If only because kidney disease requires fluids and medications--neither of which Punkin tolerates. So it is just inevitable, isn't it? Sitting at home in denial doesn't help either of us, so I might as well know.

I'll try to hope for the best. No sense borrowing trouble, as Grandma would say...

Friday, February 23, 2007


I'm getting concerned about Molly.

The changes are subtle but you learn to watch for the subtleties when you are dealing with cats.

She has abandoned her usual resting spot on top of the engine stand. Instead, she has been sharing Tommy's bed for the past week. That is nothing in itself but she has also been a bit off her feed.

It's been fourteen years since she came to live with us--January 1993. Before that, she had been living in the woods for several months. I don't know how old she is but she looked a couple years old at that point, so she was probably born before 1990. She has looked ageless since she came to live with us. Even now, a person would be hard-pressed to guess her age. I know I can't.

But I worry that time is catching up to her.

Friday, February 2, 2007