Getting there.

Things have been slowly declining a bit.  I noticed a week ago that Dock was sleeping with her eyes open a bit.  She also is not eating breakfast well, and does not stand/walk for long until she sits down.  So I finally was able to take her to see her usual vet.  After getting the low down on her, she did a neuro exam and found that one of Dock's cranial nerves is being affected.   The ones that operate her outer eye muscles are sluggish and weak.  Her eye control is good, which means she can move her eyes well, and her pupils dilate properly.  While she has increased in her weight a bit, she feels bony and that is likely due to the pred.  High doses have caused muscle wasting and that is likely responsible for her feeling weak a lot of the time.  Her appetite in the am is likely cause I am shoving pills in her before she eats, and watching her closely.  Maybe I should wait and do it just before I leave for work, or when I get up if I'm not on the morning shift.  Either way, Dock is holding her own, and fairing as good as she can.  Her 16th birthday will be July 6th, and we are suspecting she will see it, though there is a chance she may not.

It's been awhile

I know' it's been quite a while since I've visited.  Dock still kickin.  She seems more dazzed lately, and she looks like she's constantly foggy in the head.  She follows us a lot when we are at home, and insists on sitting on the computer desk or my lap when ever I'm on.  Last 2 nights though she has decided it was play time.....at 12:30am!  She started howling, a sound I haven't heard from her before, so I jumped out of bed to see what was up.  Seizure? Dieing on me? or something else?  It appeared she had "caught" herself a paper ball and was letting us know that she had killed it for us.  I looked at her, her face all proud and happy as she flops on her side for some lovin.  OMG, DOCK!  I went back to bed.  Same thing happened last night.  But I know that I left that paper ball around, so I assumed that was the reason for her crazy sounds.  Sure enough this morning, the paper ball had found it's way onto the couch.  We'll see if it happens again tonight.

On another note.  There is a new cat waiting at the clinic for Mike and I to bring him home.  He is on cage rest for a month after likely being hit by a car.  He is a lucky cat and only broke his pelvis.  So we need to let that heal, get him vaccinated, neutered and declawed.  He is such a sweetie, and his personality is so like Mace's that I think they will be best friends.  Exactly what Mace needs.  "Norris" is a short haired, brown tabby and white, 8 months old.  I think even Dock would like him, but then again, he is on some good pain killers while his pelvis heals, so he's likely more laid back than he will  be when he actually makes it home.