Zen, my cat Pico would always get sick if I was away for more than 48 hours. He always got bladder infections, but would stop eating. So I can see a kitty getting an upset tummy.
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Oh dear. I already suspected he didn't eat much when I was gone. I don't know how I can possibly make him feel better. I'll be gone for ten days in November, the longest I've ever been away from them, and yay now I have something else to worry about.
Um. I'm in a grumpy mood (no hair pats, not point of post) and mom calls asking if I will take the filing cabinet off her hands now, so she can make progress on cleaning her hording condo. Fine. Bring it over. She comes by, they deliver the file cabinet, and she goes "oh, by the way, look at this" and shows me a sparkly ring on her left ring finger... Um. So? It seems she is engaged to the guy that's been helping her out with the move and stuff. The guy I've been teasing her about, that she's insisted is just a friend. So? They are engaged now?? "he wanted to give me the ring, it's nothing". Huh??
So. Confused AND grumpy.
I'm sorry you're grumpy, omnis.
Zenkitty, cat~ma headed your way.
I need to actually accomplish stuff tomorrow. I spent of all of last week feeling awful (allergies? depression? some combination of the two?) and got absolutely nothing done.
Go Team Chicken Thighs!
Good lord, omnis! That would make me pretty fucking grumpy.
Zen, poor wee beastie. You may want to look into kitty prozac - it's done good things for one of my parents' cats.
beth, you're welcome?
So... dinner was edible, but not the most fabulous ever. But hey, he brought gelato so it had a good finish. Of course, part of my plaster ceiling fell while he was over but it 1) wasn't over where we were sitting or 2) over my bed so I'm going to call that a win. He swing dances in addition to playing rugby, he loves musical theater, he's a Buffy fan, very liberal, pretty funny, and there was a bit of a spark when I kissed him goodnight. So... plenty enough for a third date. Plus, has dated bi girls before and doesn't give a shit who you dated before or might date after as long as you're into him at the time (dear god, what a sane perspective!).
Okay, gotta walk Frankie, clean up the plaster, put clean sheets on the bed and pass out. It is going to be super weird to work tomorrow... I haven't worked since last Monday, and then it was Thursday before that.
My poor wee beastie has joined us in the den, at last, after I went upstairs and cuddled him for a bit. I'm reluctant to consider kitty prozac, and I admit that it's because I feel like human prozac and its ilk screwed me up pretty badly. Percy doesn't normally exhibit signs of anxiety at all anymore, but that's because he's got a home where there's always food and a cuddly human who "gets" him. I'd rather find a non-medicinal way to ease his anxiety when I go away. Maybe there are calming kitty pheromones I could buy him?
You can try a Feliway dispenser and there are various herbal things to sprinkle on food, if he's not picky about those kinds of things.
Not picky about food? Oh haha. I don't call him the Emo Cat for nothing. "What is this? I ate that YESTERDAY. I want something new... what is this? Something new? No! Never! Where's my regular food? I scorn the kitchen!" flounce off, stage left
But I'll try it, because hope springs eternal and he might like it. It'll be fun to watch anyway.
I tried the Feliway to see if it would curb Dean's peeing on everything.
He hasn't peed on anything since I got it. But his peeing was an irregular thing so I'm not sure if that worked. However, over all he's calmer. At night he used to walk on me and jump around and just not be able to settle down, and since using the Feliway he's able to settle down at night.
I thought he'd be more freaked out about the bedroom door being shut, but he hasn't been in front of it meowing.
Plus, has dated bi girls before and doesn't give a shit who you dated before or might date after as long as you're into him at the time (dear god, what a sane perspective!).
Well that is refreshing. And sane.
way to ease his anxiety when I go away.
Do you have a pet sitter or someone who can come over and spend at least a little bit of time with him on the days you are gone?