Monday, April 14, 2014
well i'll be .....
maybe something bit georgie in the tail; whatever it was, he was losing hair on it and it seemed quite painful for him.
off to the vet's. had to leave him there, get the pus operated out, and now i have to trick him into taking antibiotics-- ten times!
lo and behold, he's really picking up. does 105 toward the door when he thinks he's going out. so maybe his troubles could be an infection rather than a tumor, and these antibiotics are helping him there, too?
i'm hoping against hope!
Wednesday, March 05, 2014
you need to get a sparkpage up and running! how else can i get in touch with you??
ok this georgie story-- the symptoms you described are about the closest i have found to what i'm going through with georgie.
it started about two years ago (actually much longer, but only hints) when he started falling off the closets he slept on top of. he tipped over to the left, plus he's losing control of his hind quarters. today i saw it clearly, and there seems to be a bit of atrophy there, too.
sometimes he's a bit disoriented; vision and hearing are most likely impaired, but he's neither blind nor deaf. and he can compensate for his losses, i still let him out, about an hour in the cold, but as it's warming up here now, he's out several hours at a time, especially evenings. at night he's in the house.
his appetite is relatively good, considering he's now at least 16, probably 17.
and at night he presses himself against me, sometimes his vital signs are rather laborious, sometimes they seem to be gone (and i freak, of course). some days he sleeps in and then looks terrible, doesn't eat much or at all, then after a day of that, he's up and about as fresh as a daisy.
check out 'another georgie story'-- a belgian shepherd moved in the house a few weeks back, and georgie attacked him. he's still got a lot of spunk in him, that's for sure.
if the disorder is neurological (my vet says most likely a brain tumor, or just a tumor somewhere in the vestibular system, probably), there's nothing to be done. as you said, diagnostic methods are so invasive, they might cause more harm than good, and then there would be no treatment anyway. sometimes less is more.
so i'm just living with it, trying to give him the best 'last days' as i can, and hope there are plenty of them. i was hoping he'd reach at least 20, but now i'm hoping he'll have another pleasant summer. and that's exactly where i was last year at this time, when i realized the vet was getting ready to put him down!
please keep me posted on samson.
btw the symptoms georgie is showing now have always been there, i noticed them ever since i had him, back in 1999. so maybe the two of them can live with it and enjoy life anyway!
all the best, georgiegirl
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
we have new neighbors on the ground floor, and they recently 'inherited' a belgian shepherd dog (color and fur like a german shepherd, build similar to a collie). big guy, compared to a cat.
when the two first 'met', georgie pulled the hunchback-number. the owners of paco the dog ordered him to 'sit', which he did.
and then georgie attacked him, just jumped on his back! can you believe it! every day i check to see if he's still alive, and this is what goes on when he's outside. of course he got nipped a bit (no harm done) but i heard he ran for the bushes like a flash.
now this doesn't sound like a cat with a brain tumor... or does it?
Monday, January 06, 2014
the best christmas gift i got this year was a placemat.
what makes it the best one? first, it was a total surprise, totally unexpected, from a colleague of mine. now we don't exchange gifts as a habit around here, there would be no end to it all if we did. and second, it was very thoughtful, and very personal.
you all know me... cat lady... well, this placemat is a quilty pattern of cats, in just wonderful christmas-y colors, deep pine green, bright red, gold and white. really nice. it can be used on either side, with a different pattern on each.
and i swear, it's going to help me through this challenge. i have decided that for the next ten weeks, i'll be sticking to a routine. three meals a day, every five hours, up to half an hour each... and then basta! the placemat gets cleared off the table. no picking, no grazing, over and out.
and where does it go in the meantime? where else... right next to the computer, where georgie, sunshine or mimi plunk themselves while i'm sparking! i didn't think i'd have it to myself now, did i?
Saturday, January 04, 2014
can you believe it... we went for our mile-long walk today!
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