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Saturday, August 18, 2012

Introducing...... Fancy!

Hello dear kitties and friends.  Mommeh here again.  It just hasn't worked out between Attie and Audrey.  I've got a mother's heartbreak of course, but decided to try and move on and fix it.  So I thought to myself, "what's the solution?"  And then it hit me.  Obviously..... OBVIOUSLY...  get another cat.  Hahaha, okay, okay, so call me completely crazy.  It was a crazy move.  But in truth I was hoping the kitten would be friends with Audrey.  I thought maybe she just needed a rough-and-tumble energetic playmate who wasn't afraid of her and could keep up.  Because Attie is a scaredy, she runs for the hills at the first sign of roughhousing, which lately seems to cause Audrey to treat her as prey instead of playmate.  Of course I was wrong.  Audrey attacked the kitten and cornered her and we had to go in for the rescue.  And so, Miss Cake lives in the bedroom alone now, and loving it I might add.  She just suddenly made the decision that she wants to be an only cat.  It's kind of inexplicable.  But don't despair too much, friends, she is extremely happy in the bedroom.  She has everything she needs in there, we made sure, and we have plans to cut through our bedroom closet into the spare room next door, move her litter and stuff in there, and then she will have a lovely large kitty suite!  We had considered bringing her down to live with my sister in North Carolina, but every time I talk about it I start to cry.  It just won't work, I can't give her up.  She is still an angel to mommeh, she just doesn't feel like being around other kitties.  She is still wonderfully verbal and playful and sweet and I cannot let her go.  So we will make her a little kitty hotel.  :)

Now on to introducing you to Fancy!  (aka FancyFace/Miss FancyPants).  This little one is 14wks old, found starving and begging outside a 7-11 for food.  Named Carla by the rescue league, I met her accidentally the weekend before last, cut some mats from her poor fur during a chat with the rescue ladies, and unknowingly fell in love.  The whole rest of the week I couldn't stop thinking about her, and then the next weekend (just this weekend past) I ended up with her.  And she is just great.  She has a lovely curious and happy little personality.  She has ankle socks on her front feet and knee socks on her back feet.  I love how each half of hear little head is completely different.  She has big ears and paws, and huge whiskies.  She cannot meow, no one really knows why.  They said she might have been born that way, or she might have been kicked in the throat while begging for food, but in any case she can't make a sound.  She and Attie are starting to get along quite well, and I can tell they will soon be good friends.  (Even if we had given Audrey to my sister, we actually would have had to get another kitty anyway - because of Attie's severe anxiety she cannot be alone, she gets very upset and destructive.)  My only issues with Fancy are these:  1) Her long fur.  She is shaved down now, due to the terrible mats she had, but she will get extremely poofy and floofy and I've never had to take care of the grooming for a long haired cat before.  2) Her food obsession.  I'm sure it comes from her previously starving on the street but she will attack for your food, we have to put her away when we eat - hopefully that will abate with time and lots of good food.  3) Her butter fetish!  Unfortunately she shares Attie's butter craze.  She dove into a bowl of melted butter a few days ago and the grease factor on that long fluffy fur is gross.

Well without further ado, here's Fancy!








Saturday, July 28, 2012

Lovely Cake









Nothing is going well yet with the girls.  It's so upsetting.  Tried forcing them to be in the same space for the week but it didn't pan out, even with very heavy doses of medication.  So we are attempting separation again, in the hopes that some calm time away from one another will help.  We shall see.  But I've been taking lots of pictures of them both lately, since my heart is so heavy and I'm not sure if we may lose one.  So here are Miss AudreyCake's recent "glamour shots," and isn't she just gorgeous?  My little house panther is such a wonderful girl.

"Pee-Ess" ---  I just want to say thank you to you all, and several in particular such as Katnip Lounge and Katie Isabella and her mommy, who have been there through all this.  I know I don't get the chance lately to stop by and visit blogs and return your support, friends, but please know that it is so greatly appreciated and a comfort in what feels like dark times.

Monday, July 23, 2012

Back Again, With Bad News.

Hello kitties and friends, unfortunately it's Mommeh here again.  Just as things were settling back to normal AND my mac was replaced for free (yay), the cats are at it again.  But this time I fear it's my fault. 

Yesterday evening I brought Attie outside with me on her leash and harness, which I do somewhat frequently, and it's never been an issue before.  But she must have stepped on or passed through some scent that Audrey doesn't care for, because just a bit after I brought her back inside, BAM, Audrey went right for her, claws swinging.  I feel terribly guilty that it seems to be my fault that this all has started again, but I honestly wasn't expecting any kind of reaction just because Attie was outside for 10 minutes, 15 tops.  I do this often in the nice weather.  Audrey has never really shown any interest in going outside, but Attie likes it on occasion, and so I bring her out for a little sit or a little stroll every now and again.  Never once upon her return indoors has Audrey raised any kind of a fuss.  But this time she must have felt something was somehow amiss and she attacked, pretty visciously.  And you all know she has big huge claws, but Attie was declawed before I rescued her, so this playing field is not level.

So here we are again, cats separated.  We attempted to get Attie smelling "right" by keeping her in the bedroom overnight with her pink beddie and surrounded by things that smell like both cats and humans.  You know, all the regular smells of the house.  But when we tried again this morning to get the two together, Audrey again went straight for her.  And so I shut Audrey away in the spare room while I went to work for a few hours, leaving Attie with the run of the house, even though I don't know how long it took her to stop vibrating and venture out from under the sofa.  Thankfully I am off work early today, so I'll be using the rest of the afternoon to attempt to fix this.  I just got home and double-dosed both cats with Attie's alprazolam.  (Try not to worry about that, Attie takes a teeeeeensy weensy dose, and I did make sure to call the vet to check on weights and safe dosages.)  I'm currently waiting for it to kick in and take effect.  So basically, and call me a bad cat mommy if you have to, my plan is to dose them dopey, get Audrey into the harness so she can't chase after Attie, and then attempt to get them back in the same room without incident.  Because another 3 months or whatever it was of that separation and rotation is just not going to fly here.  I'll tell you guys it was a major strain on our household and honestly we don't think we can take it again.  Last time this happened we tried valiantly every trick in the book and nothing worked but medicating finally.  So I'm skipping all the rest and going straight there, which sucks and I really do hate it, but if this isn't fixed we will wind up losing a cat, which would break my heart to pieces.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

As soon as we is back, we is gone...

We is starting to think Apple is a little shady. Exactly one year ago, we boughted a brand spanky new MacBook Pro, and it promptly died. Under warranty, it was fixed for free. But now, almost one year to the day of the repair, it has died again. Same problem, the hard drive. We is verreh cranky, and my mommeh is even crankier, saying words I is not allowed to says. So she has to bring it to Apple tomorrow night after she leaves The Work Place, and see what on earth is the matter again - but the prollem is the warranty is up so if it costs much to fix we will not be around for a while, its short on green papers around here lately, and doing bloggies from the cell phone like this is No Good. So... sees you when we sees you. *sigh*

Monday, June 18, 2012

Back!!! Wif a brand new novelty!

Checky out whats weeeeeeeeee got!

This wunnerful shelfy thing goes up teh whole doorway...

...all teh way up to HERE!!!

Lazerz set on full stun from sniper perch.

Room for two up here.

Even better when it's just lovely me.

Yup, I coulds realleh gets used to this.
 
 I claims this skyshelf in teh name of Autumn Marie.

Hey Cakebutt!  I sees you up there!  Off mine skyshelf!
 

Quick note from Mommeh:  Kitties and friends!  As you all can see, the girls are getting along better and better, and it's time I turned the bloggie back over to Attie, who is definitely feeling much better and more like herself.  Her current medications are keeping her even and in time she will unlearn her recent behavioral mistakes.  As of now she and Miss AudreyCake have begun to play together again, even though there may still be a small spat if things get too rough, but it's clear sailing for the most part.  And so, Mommeh bids you all adieu - the girls will begin posting for themselves again and will be around for visits to you all very soon.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Update - mostly "Good Noos!"

Mommeh here, kitties!  Hopefully for the last time - looks like I may soon be able to turn the blog back over to its rightful writers.

As those of you who have been checking in are aware, Audrey has been over the fighting and anxiety for quite a while.  It was only Attie who was still stuck in the mindset.  It had become a learned behavior, that every time she laid eyes on her sister she would hiss and yowl and lash out and a fight would ensue.  Just the sight of her was a trigger.

So the buspirone we started with did nooooooothing.  Really nothing.  Even double doses did nothing.  Moving on, my surgery was coming up so on the morning of the operation we tried what they call ACE.  (Unfortunately the full name of it isn't coming to me but I remember it had been recommended in a few comments and emails in response to previous posts.)  The vet said it was supposed to be a heavy tranquilizer, which I felt guilty about giving her, but it was necessary due to her behavior while I needed all the rest I could get for my recovery.  Well guess what, that did nothing as well.  Again, even doubled doses did nothing.  Made her back legs a little wobbly at most, which just ticked her off and caused her to yowl anyway.  So that was fun to come home to and suffer through til we gave up and just realized it wasn't going to work.  Next we tried cat valium, which was the worst of all.  Not only did it not relax her, she had what they called a paradoxical reaction, which meant she spent nearly 24 hours running around like crazy and screaming.  Okay, note to self for future - Attie does not tolerate valium...   

Fast forward a couple weeks, and back to the vet for a new prescription.  Now we have cat prozac and cat xanax.  She gets the xanax twice a day and the prozac once a day... and it's WORKING!  Every so often a little spat still breaks out, but nobody ends up injured and it stops just as quickly as it starts.  Audrey has learned that when she overstimulates Attie now she should just walk away and go amuse herself.  They're able to be out of separation all the time, they walk around the house together as they used to, and the bedroom has gone back to being nice clean cat-free zone.  They are back to sharing bowls, toys, and litter.  Yesterday when I came out to get ready for work I even found them sleeping in the same bed!  Yay!  I will say that everything is not as it was.  It's not super peaceful and they don't play together, only separately.  And Attie on these meds isnt her old self.  (Athough she wasn't herself the last few months either so at least this is some improvement.)  She loses her balance and falls off things or misjudges jumps, and she never ever makes happy biscuits anymore, which bothers me because she was such a biscuit fiend...  But I can tell she does feel a lot better than she has for the last few months.  It's only been a week and a half or so on this new med combo, so hopefully things will continue to improve as rapidly as they have been so far.  After several months to a year I'm hoping she will be able to be weaned off the medications, but that's a while away.  For now I'm just happy things have calmed down.

She's acting a little funky, very floppy and her third eyelid shows a lot because sometimes she will start to fall asleep with her eyes open - that must be the xanax - and she's totally INSANE about food...  like attack cat crazy, even when it's something she never would eat, she is jumping all over you for it anyway and meowing her face off.  She's gotten completely obsessed with food, which is an issue she didn't really have before so I'm like wondering if she's high and this is what they call the munchies?  Haha.  Not sure, but it's odd.  Mostly when I'm home she just wants to sit with me and get skritches, which is normal for her, but it makes me sad to see her sweet happy self receded so much.  I can't complain because this really was necessary to help her, but I always feel like I'm lying to my little friend when I give her the pill pockets with the hidden medicines in them.  I'm a guilty catmommy.  But I'm doing it so she can feel better and get back to having a good life.  Does anyone else feel guilty for medicating their cat, even if it's for their betterment?









Thankfully she doesn't look like this all the time, just every so often.  She still runs around and plays like a maniac, especially if you give her a straw - oh how she adores straws!  And a few days ago while I was taking my shower she jumped into the tub (even if somewhat accidentally) and played with the water.  So Attie is still in there, she's just getting the help she needs to get better, and hopefully down the road I will have her totally back.


Thursday, April 19, 2012

Update

Mommeh here again, wanting to thank all of you SO MUCH for all your advice, comments, and concern regarding my girls.  Unfortunately they are still separated from each other at all times.

Took them to the vet last Friday and dropped $400 for complete checkups including bloodwork, etc, only to find out they are both perfectly fine.  I know it sounds wrong, but I was kind of hoping someone was sick so that this could be fixed.  But it seems they're both okay so there's still no known reason for this.  Had both their nails cut down as low as painlessly possible while there too, to try and avoid any injury in case another fight breaks out any time soon.

I have to say, Audrey seems over it.  She's her regular spunky little self, interested in everything and wanting to play all the time.  It's only Attie now who can't get over it.  Attie has a memory like an elephant, she remembers every single little thing that ever happens to her.  So she remembers having these fights with Audrey and she can't let it go.  She can't get near her sister without a growl and a hiss.  She even hisses at a closed door when she knows Audrey is behind it.  Still have not been able to figure out the original reason for the fights starting - no toms around, no other cats anywhere at all actually, no more attention to one than the other, no change in routine/feeding/etc.

The vet gave me a prescription for low-dose buspirone for both of them.  It's a very slow acting tranquilizer/anti-anxiety medication.  For Attie it's supposed to take the edge off, and for Audrey it's supposed to take the roughness out of her play.  (She is extremely energetic and sometimes she plays very hard so we wondered if maybe she was too much for Attie at times?)  So this medicine takes 10 days to build up in the body and begin to take effect.  Today was dose #7 and so far absolutely no change in either cat.  The vet says after 10 days we may up the dose, as we began with the smallest possible at 2.5mg.  I'm not happy about putting them on medication but I'll do whatever I have to do as long as I can afford it and there's a chance it will help them get along again.  I'm hoping that in the end, whatever dose or medication we end up with, it will be possible to get them into a room together without a fight and then make the attempt to get them reacquainted.  I'm certain all this separation isn't helping matters, it's just distancing them further, but there is no other option right now.

The Feliway spray and diffuser have had no effect, which is very disappointing.  Also have tried vanilla on their heads, and have tried Rescue Remedy for Attie in the past (for separation anxiety prior to adding Audrey to the family) which never worked either so I haven't bothered with it this time around.  Currently considering purchasing and trying a Thundershirt for Attie, as suggested by the Cat Street Boyz.  So far that's the only thing that may help that hasn't been tried.  Both the vet and Sierra have suggested seeing an animal behaviorist, but I'll be honest and say that isn't in the budget.  Punapippuri wanted to make sure that even while separated both were still getting equal treats and snuggles, and I assure everyone they certainly are.

*sigh*  Just wanting this to end and have my girls be sisters again.  It's already been 3 weeks since this started, and it will be especially hard to deal with after next Thursday, as that Friday morning I am having surgery and will need all the peace and hassle-free-ness I can get for a while afterward.  But I try never to give up on the ones I love.  <3

For now I'll leave all you wonderful friends with a few pictures of Attie spending some time with me out on the hammock this evening.  Decided to get her leash and harness on and take her out for a swing and a nap since it was still light out when I got home from work, which let Audrey have the run of the house for a while without any nonsense.



Saturday, April 7, 2012

Emergency Help Needed - Serious Cat Fights

Hi everyone, it's the girls' Mommeh here, asking for some serious advice.  We have started having some major cat fights here and today it's gotten so bad I don't know what to do.  

For 2 years, Attie and Audrey have been the very best of friends.  Sisters who share toys, treats, food, blankies, beds, laps, and everything else.  Last Sunday, 6 days ago, they suddenly broke out into a knock-down, drag-out, nail-digging, big-biting fight.  This was no little tiff with a bout of smacky-paws and then finished.  This was a completely unstoppable storm that really frightened me.  I was terrified someone was going to be seriously hurt.  Tried to get them apart but they were NOT having it.  Managed eventually, and put Audrey in the bedroom while Attie hid on top of the cabinets in the kitchen.  Eventually Attie came down for some comforting, and Audrey was just stretched out relaxing in the bedroom as if nothing had happened.  (She gets over things very easily and then stares at you like you're stupid for ever having been worried, but Attie stays traumatized for quite a while, presumably because of her past with the abuse.)  So I let them chill for about 2 hours, gave each some catnip and treats, and waited until all seemed calm.  Let Audrey slowly out of the bedroom, but the second they caught sight of each other, BAM, right back at it.  Tore them away from each other again, even more difficult than the first time.  Well that was it for the night I decided.  Audrey stayed in the bedroom because she was totally fine, and I slept out with Attie on the couch to calm her down because she takes a long time to get over being upset.  The next morning I woke up early for work to take stock of the situation.  I again let Audrey out of the bedroom, and they didn't fight, just sort of ignored each other, and I was scared to leave them alone for the day but I was scheduled to work 14hrs and I felt it was cruel to leave them both locked up alone for all that time, so I just crossed my fingers and prayed a little bit and left, hoping I'd come home to two whole cats.  I did, and it seemed to be over.  Absolutely cannot figure out what started it, but after that they were totally fine the whole entire week, back to sleeping snuggled up together and everything.

Unfortunately it seemed I was wrong when I assumed it was a one-time issue.  Last night, the same fight broke out again, and it seemed even more violent if that's possible.  Broke them up and put Audrey in the bedroom again and decided to just keep them apart until morning.  Unfortunately Audrey scooted out past my feet when I opened the bedroom door and it happened a second time, and this was even more horrifying because they ended up underneath the very low couch where I couldn't reach them.  It just kept going on and on no matter what I tried to stick under there to stop it.  

I can't describe how scary these fights were.  Horrible screaming and yowling, hissing, spitting, strangling each other, really hard injurious biting, Audrey's claws sinking in…  Terrible, just terrible.  So I spent half the night on the couch and half in the bedroom so no one would feel i was favoring one over the other.  Again this morning they were allowed in the same room again - big mistake.  It took about 3 seconds, literally, for the fight to begin again.  Audrey came over in an aggressive manner, Attie hissed and growled, and backed away, and then Audrey made the first strike with her huge claws.  I will say I'm in quite a bit of pain just now, as I attempted to protect Attie and stop the fight, Audrey's claws sunk into my hand and wrist and I've got several very deep punctures there now.  Even more upsetting is that the sacrifice of my own skin didn't stop the fight, and it got worse until I could rip them apart again.  So as I type, Audrey is in the bedroom purring in a pile of laundry as if nothing happened, and Attie is shaking and hiding on my lap.  She's doing the same thing she does when I take her to the vet and she's terrified, burying her head in the crook of my arm and crying.  She always buries her head like an ostrich when she's truly scared.  

Although I have not been able to figure out what started the original fight, the point of origin doesn't actually seem to matter anymore, they just are going at it now, regardless.  And I can't tell which one is usually the aggressor, they seem to take turns.  So having read about it on the CB, I just ordered a Feliway diffuser off Amazon.  I wish I could have gone to the store to pick it up right away, but I'm on a very tight budget just now and Amazon's price was significantly less than two local pet stores.  It's due to arrive Tuesday evening.  I hope it helps a little when it arrives, but until then it seems I really may just have to keep them sequestered, which horrifies me.  Each has her own litter, food, water, toys, etc, and I'll have to rotate them each day/night so not just one is locked into a room.  I can't really keep one in the bedroom, that strikes me as favoritism since I'll be sleeping in there with whoever it is, so I've decided to shut one in the extra room we have and leave one out in the house, taking turns doing so.  Breaks my heart, they have been such good sisters, but this has got to stop.

Attie is still shaking and hiding, and it's been over an hour, so I'm starting to think she may not be feeling well on top of whatever is going on here.  I can't afford it at the moment, so I hope it isn't too serious.  When I get paid on Friday I will take her to the vet.  Until then I'd appreciate and welcome any ideas, advice, criticism, ANYTHING that might help.  (Pee-Ess, no calming collars, my asthma can't take the strong lavender scent.)

Friday, April 6, 2012

Swarovski Cake

My mommeh gotted a prezzie!  It is a little teeny Miss Cake for ner neck, made of black Swarovski crystals.  

(.....I can not says I is not just little bit jellus, but I supposes it is much harder to create mine perfect Bengal Beauty out of crystals than just plain boring black.)



Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Miss Cake: Sunnus Interruptus.


La-de-daaaa, mew-ma-mewwww, relaxing alone, enjoying mine sunny spot here on teh new couch...

Ugh.  Pawparazzi.  What are YOU doing here? 

 Darn sellebrity status.
Neber a moment of privacy.
When I feels like getting up, I'll sue.
If I feels like getting up.
*sniff*
*snore*





Sunday, March 11, 2012

Weekend Treat: Turkey Neck!

When a turkey is roasted in this house, guess who gets teh bestest part?!  You can hears mine bengalicious growls here, I is super protektive of mine turkey treat.



 


Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Wassat?



Uhhh, Audrey...  is it finally teh Mothership calling you home...?
Sheesh.


 

Monday, February 27, 2012