It’s been a great long while since I’ve graced this blog with any new content. In a nutshell, my life heretofore has been about life with five cats and extremely trying times at work, and I am following Dooce’s Rule The First regarding blogging about work: BE YE NOT SO STUPID. Suffice to say, I still have a job with the same company where I’ve been working for the past six months. ‘Nuff said.
On to the good stuff! I have pictures to share of the babies, who are pretty much babies no more. Mojo and Teazyka turn eight months old tomorrow; it’s amazing to imagine that they used to fit in the palms of my hands.
Mojo, sitting where he knows he ought not be
Teazyka, pretending I can't see him in the kitchen
Mojo, *what* did you say you were faxing?
Teazyka, sleeping with his wubbie
Both boys were neutered a week ago, and once the area was shaved for surgery, the cause of Teazyka’s “leaking” was discovered. He has a congenital urogenital abnormality: his penis, normal-sized for an 8-month old kitten, had never descended due to the opening not being large enough to let it come out, so he was urinating in a tiny pinhole stream, but not all of it was coming out, and it would dribble out later on, anointing our house with a lovely, lion’s den aroma. During the neutering, our wonderful vet, Dr. Andrea Jacobson of Country Cats in Croton-on-Hudson, NY, found urine beneath his skin, and took some for a urinalysis. She found bacteria in his urine, and he is on antibiotics. After consulting with a colleague, Dr. Green, in Manhattan, she decided that she and Dr. Pirotin of Main Street Cat Hospital in Elmsford, NY, would surgically enlarge the existing opening to accommodate his penis. They performed the surgery to the tune of a little over a thousand dollars, and Teazyka is recuperating, mostly hanging out in my office, where there are lots of snuggly spaces to accommodate his megaphone. He’ll get his sutures out on the 17th, and an ultrasound of his kidneys to see if/how badly they have been damaged. We’re on pins and needles about this, but it’s better knowing than not.
Yep, he’s stuck wearing an Elizabethan collar for another 13 days. Holy baby jeebus. And you would not believe where I have to put K-Y Jelly.
Teazyka, asking for his own Facebook account
bea said,
February 7, 2009 @ 10:01 am
Hey. Good to see you are well. We totally sympathize with you ($) and the cat in the collar. Penny has been sporting her own satellite dish lately. She was none too pleased with its addition to her wardrobe. She prefers socks. Hopefully it will be a very quick healing process. They both are so cute!
Maven said,
March 11, 2009 @ 2:40 pm
You mean the “K” in “KY” doesn’t stand for KITTY?
thefirecat said,
April 16, 2009 @ 9:50 pm
Yes, yes I *would* believe where you have to lube. Been there, done that. Poor little dude.
I am particularly fond of the photo of Mojo performing a cello solo on your fax machine. Awesome.