Not quite the Brady bunch, but three fur brothers and three fur sisters…
Here is KC today, 7/29, one week after arriving in Houston.
This is the infamous “LA Outlaw” mug shot taken Sunday, 7/16.
On Friday 7/21, KC was freed after a day of phone calls from Deb*
KC, snuggled up in a little kitty ball, sound asleep on Charley’s desk. Look at those red & white stripes!
Today has been great. KC is doing so much better. The antibiotic must be working. She is so lively, she has stopped panting and is breathing through a runny nose. She is wolfing down food, playing with free abandon, climbing and “flying” off anything and everything. She knows her name, KC (Kay-CEE). And she thinks Bear is her mom.
Bear is teaching young KC well. And KC is picking it all up. Life lessons, such as never eat directly from a plate! Too boring. Spread it all over the floor.
Remember the turbo scratcher, originally purchased for Missy? The one Missy used for a bed, complete with tail-holder? Well, little KC fits perfectly in the “tail-holder” part. She gets in there and runs round and round, pushing the ball in front of her. Will post pictures later.
KC has an appointment tomorrow (Friday) at 3:30 p.m. with Dr. Smith of the Houston Cat Hospital. We plan to meet Godmother Deb at the vets and go on to Petco for some wonderful toys, maybe even a climbing tree! And we promise photos this time!!!
My new necklace matches my new kitten! My pictures are not very good, but trust me, it is gorgeous. Some of the stones are faceted and sparkle. Just perfect. This is MY style of jewelry. Click on the photo to see it up real close! BTW, the gift card just had a big evil laugh!
KC is sleeping on my shoulder while I type. She spent last night sleeping on Charley and then me.
It is flooding outside. When If it stops raining, will take KC to vet: she can’t breathe thru her nose and gasps. It’s normal for a shelter kitty and she is taking antibiotic. And, oh, is she gaining weight. Bet her little fat belly weighs a pound by itself. In the other photo, KC has discovered the joys of kitty grass. I was getting her RX ready, so she was up on the kitchen counter where I keep Missy’s grass.
KC decided to share Bear’s breakfast this morning! Remember yesterday? Bear likes homemade chicken soup. Tiny KC sneaks in under the unsuspecting Bear’s front legs and daintily snitches bites of yummy puree chicken breast. Literally right under Bear’s nose! KC has had two doses of the Clavamox drops. No sneezles so far today. Today she’s been much more active. She climbs, she jumps, she leaps, she flies!
We finally got some rest this afternoon. KC is quite the little snuggle bug. Here she is, right before we went to sleep, wrapped in a gorgeous afghan a wonderful friend and neighbor crafted (thanks again, Dixie!) for me. It is beautiful, just like KC.
In case you’re wondering, Missy settled down on the table right next to bed, just like she always does.
Looky here, put breakfast down for KC. Turned back to see if she was eating….and Bear had dropped by to share.
Tiny KC had her first vet appointment with Dr. Elizabeth Smith of the Houston Cat Hospital at 3:00 pm. We really missed Deb and Sloane being there for KC’s first vet visit. We had been planning on it for a while. But Deb is doing what she should be doing, staying in bed, resting and healing. (She better be!)
KC passed the exams with FLYING COLORS! At first Dr. Smith was unsure about KC’s prognosis. But when she saw her gobbling down food, prancing around playing, attacking fingers, snuggling to sleep on my shoulder, she knew it was okay. Here are the facts on KC:
There was one health issue: her weight. It’s hard to tell with all that lavish fur, but she is way too thin. She will have to visit the vet’s office two times a week for a while. If she can’t gain weight, she could be in serious trouble. I’m optimistic that voracious appetite will see her through.
Everyone just fell madly in love with her [DUH!]. They all agreed she is a tortie!!?? I don’t know much about cats, but Deb’s torties don’t look a thing like her. But it’s just a name, who cares.
Just talked to Deb again. Spats was sprawled out over her, to keep her from moving. Think its a team effort, her five cats are working in shifts to make sure she doesn’t get up. She seems to be feeling good and understands the need for rest and relaxation right now.
