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Kittens and resident cats have got to nose bumps and sniffing without going puffy and hissing! Last night we fed them all, kittens in the front room, cats in the middle neutral ground room, but just a metre apart. Then fed them nip and encouraged them all into kitten room for nip and scratch post bliss. They tolerated each other for nip, and this morning have all greeted each other with chirps and nose bumps :) feels like its getting there. The kittens seem to know to calm down and the cats are being less jumpy about the crazy little squirrels climbing up the walls!! Blue's new name is Gibbon, because he looks like a huge furry gibbon next to the kittens :)
 
The Gibbon having a sniff around

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dear kitty,

a great many things move when one stone of cat lands on them. the spinny desk chair is not an exception to this. staring at me as though it was moved by me telepathically from across the room will achieve nothing.

and stop following the other cat about. she is not scared of you and doesn't like you. it's not going to be my fault when you get a smack on the nose for refusing to leave her alone. i take it you've forgotten the well shredded arse she gave you a few months before we let you move in. do not bait the sleeping midnight.

dear other kitty

just give the great soppy bastard an inch will you. he knows you're boss. he will still know you're boss if you stop hissing every time you get within 3 feet of him.
 
I don't know where they've all come from.

I swear a month ago I hadn't seen another cat apart from Peg in months and months.
 
I wonder if he got hit by a car?
I thought that too, but the vet said they were infected bite wounds.

Poor old chap :( Hope he's feeling better today :)
He's been spending most of his time sleeping, only getting up to eat some food or use the litter tray (hooray!). Although he did manage to sneak upstairs while I was distracted :) He's definitely a bit more perky today, and getting used to his e-collar.

Leyla seems to be coping fairly well with all the changes to her environment but I've ordered some Feliway to (hopefully) smooth the adjustment.
 
you can't announce this then say we can't ask.

:D

Well there's Peg, of course.

And then I started feeding Dottie.

Six Dinner Sid tries her luck to finish off what Dottie doesn't manage.

Then there's scraggly cat, who I have named Jemima. She's the one I mentioned a while back. I don't see her very often. She's a tabby long haired cat. She's in absolutely awful condition. Her fur looks awful, chunks missing from ears, bits of missing fur. Nothing actively woundy, that I can see. Well she came back yesterday, and finished off some of Dottie's food, so I gave her some more, and she looked very appreciative.

Then last night I heard a noise looked out and there was Dottie and black and white cat, only black and white cat wasn't Sid. I went down and it's an entirely new cat I've never seen before. I'd say she's telling all her mates, but she seems to hate cats as much as Peggy does. I set new black and white cat on its way, because it was upsetting Dottie, who was trying to eat.

Then out of nowhere, while Dottie was eating, BOOM! This ginger thing jumps (inelegantly) onto my fence. It's Simba! The cat who lives next door and who is to my knowledge an indoor cat. He was very miaowy, lots of leg rubs and head tickles. He came in the kitchen for a sniff around. He ended up wandering off before I could decide what to do. My neighbour did let him out once before, shortly after she moved in, but he didn't come home for 24 hours so she'd kept him in since then and was unsure of whether to try again. I can only assume she did decide to, because I hadn't heard her frantically calling for him after an escape. She did call for him this morning though -- not sure if he's back yet.

So those are the cats of my lives.
 
In an unusual turn of events (for those following the "mauled by a vicious animal in the dead of night" saga), I received a letter from my surgery yesterday saying the doctor wanted me to come and pick up a prescription for antibiotics for an infection in my finger.

And I'm thinking, "what infection in my finger" as I stare at my finger, and remember the words of the good Sister who told me "the swab results are fine."

I managed to get an appointment for this morning. And indeed, apparently they continued to grow all manner of things in my petri dish, and I now have a 7 day course of both phenoxymethylpenicillin and metronidazole. Accompanied by The Fear by looking at the endless list of horrific side effects. On the plus side, apparently that combination of drugs is a fucking ace killer combo against bacterial vaginosis and dental infections. No mention of "invisible infections in the finger" though.

I mean, my finger is still slightly swollen around that wound, but it doesn't hurt. I'm not even dressing it anymore.

And to add insult to (surprisingly unnoticed) injury, Peg has pissed somewhere and I can't find it.
 
In an unusual turn of events (for those following the "mauled by a vicious animal in the dead of night" saga), I received a letter from my surgery yesterday saying the doctor wanted me to come and pick up a prescription for antibiotics for an infection in my finger.

And I'm thinking, "what infection in my finger" as I stare at my finger, and remember the words of the good Sister who told me "the swab results are fine."

I managed to get an appointment for this morning. And indeed, apparently they continued to grow all manner of things in my petri dish, and I now have a 7 day course of both phenoxymethylpenicillin and metronidazole. Accompanied by The Fear by looking at the endless list of horrific side effects. On the plus side, apparently that combination of drugs is a fucking ace killer combo against bacterial vaginosis and dental infections. No mention of "invisible infections in the finger" though.

I mean, my finger is still slightly swollen around that wound, but it doesn't hurt. I'm not even dressing it anymore.

And to add insult to (surprisingly unnoticed) injury, Peg has pissed somewhere and I can't find it.
Eek!! And smelling the piss but not being able to find it is awful!

I had a day off sick yesterday and the kittehs were lovely, coming and giving me cuddles and sleeping next to me but going and doing their wrestling somewhere else. Animals can totally tell whats needed can't they!
 
Just to let you all know that Martha had to be put down last week. Thanks again to all of you who helped when she went missing it is still appreciated. Unfortunately, she had a tumour and it would of meant a lot of surgery and even then would not have given her much time. If it had been found earlier maybe something could of been done but with her time away and the state she was in on her return it was easily missed. On the bright side when she first returned we had a couple of great weeks where she was getting better and seemed really happy to be home. RIP.
 

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So sorry CNT36 - it's horrible to have to make the decision. At least you got to settle her back in a bit and enjoy some weeks of real cat contentment. RIP martha.
 
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