What the heck is a Weeble?

I think Mommy has lost her marbles. She came back from her trip to Florida with a really bad cold so not only is she keeping us all up at night with her constant nose blowing...but she's been singing to me and they aren't any songs that I even know! It all started when I started getting a little more mobile...I've been falling out of bed alot and rolling around on the floor. Mommy keeps singing "ya ya Roly-Poly" over and over and then laughing...apparently you have to have seen the movie Pillow Talk with Doris Day to know what the heck she's singing. At least she's amusing herself cuz neither me nor any of the other critters here have a clue what it means. I'm going to have to try to watch that movie. Then today she woke up from a nap and saw I wasn't in my bed...so she leaned over and found me on my back, all 4 legs in the air, stuck...because I'd rolled out of bed and crash landed into a beagle and couldn't move. So she starts laughing and says "Weebles wobble but they don't fall down". What the heck is that? Is she cracking fat jokes at me that I don't understand or is she taking too much cold medicine and it's affecting her ability to think rationally?

Anyway...that's all that's going on around here. I'm rolling around the house, Mom's taking tons of cold medicine, and we're all watching football in between naps. Life is good!

Kinzi

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!!

Guess what?! I DON'T have that! But...what I do have is just as hard to say and spell! Dr. Dickie now believes that I have Immune Mediated Polyarthritis. The short description is that my joints are really inflamed, possibly caused by a bacterial infection. I'm on a super duper dose of Prednisone and some really nasty antibiotic that will melt my throat if Mommy doesn't drown me with water immediately after giving it to me. (Seriously...I think it says that on the bottle!)

I'm doing much better and I actually walked a tiny bit today! Mommy and I just got back from visiting Dr. Dickie and when we got home, I leaned over too far in the laundry basket and fell out..so I got up and tried to walk to my bed in the living room. The kitchen floor is slippery, so it looked more like Bambi trying to walk on ice than a kitty walking...but trust me...I was using all four legs and I moved myself a good ten feet before I crash landed in the hallway. Mommy was so excited...it's been exactly 2 weeks since the last time I even stood up! So go ahead...all of you can do a happy dance...I'll sit this one out!

I'm eating really well. My blood tests showed that I have alot of white blood cells, which means an infection...but my liver and other junk are all fine...so all that time of me refusing to eat didn't cause any long term problems. Whew! I don't see that being a problem anymore because of the prednisone. Have you ever taken it? It makes you so hungry you want to eat your own arm! The dog laid too close to me today and I considered taking a bite out of his tail!

So that's it for now...I'm on the mend...eating like a horse...and being a good girl. Ohhhhhhh....and the nice lady, Rhonda, who works at St. Julian's, gave me a bath today! I felt so glamorous getting scrubbed up, combed out, and blow dried like a super model at the spa! I was soooo happy that I pooped on myself as soon as I got back in the basket. Oops! ...that's not very glamorous, is it.

Till next time!

Kinzi

I'm hanging in there!

My fever is staying away and I'm being a good girl and taking my pills. Jessica brushed me today and then sent a photo of me looking all spiffy to Mommy on her picture phone. Mommy thinks I'm beautiful! (which is no secret!). I still haven't stood up, but I keep falling out of bed so I'm moving around alot more. Mom says she needs to get me a play pen so I can be safely confined for when I start walking (and that pesky beagle can't steal my dinner!) She tried to buy one on Craig's List but it was already sold by the time she called the seller. She's going to have to hit thrift stores and garage sales. If anyone has one, please let Mommy know!

Kinzi

Sorry it's been so long since I've written..

It's been a bad week for me. I've been battling a bad fever and I'm still not walking. I haven't stood up since a week ago Wednesday. The vet thinks it's my joints that are hurting because nothing seems to be broken. (Sorry there won't be a cast for all of my adoring fans to sign...)

My mommy is in Florida for the long weekend, so this nice lady named Jessica is baby-sitting me. Things were great until she also took me to the vet for more pokes and prodding. (can't a cat get a break around here!?) So now the meds have been increased and I get my temperature taken alot and fluids squirted down my throat...it's no picnic being me!

So...hang tight...I'll write when I can. Mommy is waiting for an email from the vet since she didn't get to talk to her during my last trip. Once we know more, I can tell you more. I'm just going back to sleep on my super-cushy bed Mommy made for me...and thanking my lucky stars that I'm in Michigan and not roasting my buns off in Florida with Mommy.

Till later...Kinzi

BURP!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh...excuse me! I just ate a whole can of food! I'm stuffed!

Since my sweetie, Herbie, was snooping around as I ate dinner, I thought today would be a good day to show you his picture. Isn't he dreamy? I watch him wherever he goes...Mommy says if I'd get off my butt and walk around I wouldn't be giving myself a strained neck trying to watch him whenever he walks by.

I guess we had an adoption here over the weekend. There was a big white dog named Wishbone, but now he lives with another family. I guess that's the plan...that animals don't stay here forever...just until Mommy finds them a new home. I hope there's a new home for me when I'm ready! It sounds exciting.

Kinzi

I went out for breakfast today!

I'm back from the vet. It was fun. This time, Mommy loaded me into a big laundry basket full of blankets and took me on a car ride. It was alot more fun than the crate I got stuffed into last time I went in the car.

I got my picture taken and there are no broken bones in my legs, but there is a problem. I have Lymphocytic Plasmocytic pododermatitis. It's a big, ugly word, but really translates into "sore feet". It's an auto-immune issue that is treated with steroids and antibiotics. Hopefully it will go away soon...but I guess it never really goes away and will more than likely flare up from time to time for the rest of my life. My toes are bright pink and some have sores on them like little blisters.

So here's where the breakfast part comes in! I'm sitting on the table at the vet and she pulls out a can of food and serves it to me. It was delicious! I guess it's a super high calorie food for cats who don't like to eat alot. So...I'm on that for a while to guarantee I get all the nutrition I need. I have gained back 4 ounces, though, which made Mommy and the vet very happy. (Remember I had lost way too much the last time Mommy weighed me...so it's good that a little bit came back...it means I'm eating better and getting enough fluids.)

I'm back home now, getting ready to take a good snooze in my big squishy bed Mommy made for me. It's a doggy bed on the bottom, a folded up comforter on top of that, then another blanket, then a pee pad, then me. I feel like a princess! Life is good!

Kinzi

What a day...

First off...here's a photo of me with my face in a bowl. This should make you happy!



Today mom put my food in a food processor and made it into mush. I don't like the chunks...and now there aren't any so I ate more than I usually do. Mommy talked to the vet today and now I'm on yet another drug to try to get the swelling down in my foot...and the vet is going to meet mommy at the clinic tomorrow (on Sunday!) to check me over. At least I can say I ate so hopefully I won't get in trouble for that anymore.

Mommy went to the Lions game today. She's a HUGE Colts fan and she said she had to go and see "her boys"...Peyton Manning and Dallas Clark, in person. She wasn't too happy when she got home so I think her team lost. So then the first thing she did was try to give me IV fluids and shoved 2 pills down my throat and then the pink liquid medicine I'm on. I feel like a lab rat! Now we're all watching a movie together...my dog friends are all napping around me...and so is Herbie! I'm going to have to show you all a photo of him soon so you know who I'm talking about. Maybe tomorrow after I get home from the vet. I hope my arm isn't in a cast or anything...cuz then how will I type my blog?? I'll need to hire a secretary!

Till next time...Kinzi