PB on the bed, dreamies and chat

[Ollivander84]

Here!

It must be a very hard decision and I don't want to make you feel worse, or pry. I guess you're anticipating your health won't improve at some point. Or that if you kept him, by the time you were unable to care for him he'd be an old cat and hard to rehome.
It's taken such a long time for him to trust you.
It must be heartbreaking.

It is.

Oh Cozie, that is desperately sad news and we are all thinking of you.

I’m so sorry Cozie. It must be awful for you.

Could you get a carer for him? in London you can have cat nannies. You could still be together but without the stress of the feeds, tray, etc.

Easier on him to have a new guardian altogether, Lana.

Once he's boxed, of course. 😈

Right. Do you reckon he and Mr C would be ok? I can guarantee a loving home. It is small but Mr C is really pretty sweet tempered on the whole and I am a pushover. The flat is very warm.

I am not a Siamese expert but I am a fast learner. Mr C is 16 so PB would be Top Cat for some years after The Inevitable Cark.

Nurse Lee is very caring, and so is the vet. They are high quality cat doctors.

As I type Mr C is thieving corned beef and has dragged it onto his heated throw. We operate a relaxed regime with the focus on pet welfare.

PB's past presents some difficulty.

Much as PB is lovely, I will perhaps refrain from offering a warm home
Ollie - horrified
PB - rules the roost with an iron fist
Mama - traumatised

Cozie I completely agree PB needs to be lone ruler of his empire - but the offer, whether fostering or otherwise, is there should he need it. Always.

Cosie .

cozietoesie You have made a choice of the highest self-sacrifice.

What you have done for PB - transforming him from a traumatised, terrified sick animal into a contented, furry cheerful soul - is a vast achievement that can never be taken away.

That doubles the extreme nobility of your gesture. You might want to remember that.

Hope you are feeling all right cozietoesie or at least bearable.

Slight altercation with the vet at this end. Bloody man had the cheek to say that 'at Mr C's time of life we are focused on comfort'. I said sniffily that while he comes across as a grumpy old bugger, he has the spirit of a spring kitten.

The spring kitten has been faking sneezing to get Dreamies out of me. He has been signed off for a whole month before he goes back.

.'blerdy man? Could that be Nurse Lee, perchance?

So called senior vet. C, Nurse Lee would never utter so crass a remark. He is a caring health professional.

Mr C has enjoyed a spare rib and gone to bed. He spat out his antibs first, making sure I could see them pinging behind the skirting. That is not the behaviour of a cat who is past it.

Better go and fork out his pills.

....a caring heath professional..... (In other words, he saves his comments for the 'staff room'.)

I honestly think Nurse Lee really loves Mr C. He said humbly 'We're not allowed to have favourites but Mr C really is a splendid cat'.

When they come out of the vet room, there are Dreamies on Mr C's blanket 'just a few treats for the lad's nerves'. Mr C twirls round his legs when it is time to say goodbye.

I might be a bit biased, mind .

O < prances around with limp improving >
Cancels vet appointment
O < develops worse limp >

Me - FFS

leave it till tomorrow.

Oh yes, he's not bad enough to warrant the extortion of money at vets 4 pets OOH
I'm going to ring the normal vet tomorrow and rearrange

It's like a stiff limp, you know if you hurt your hip or something, rather than giant foot blister type limp. He's happily screaming at me to open "narnia" (storage cupboard he loves)

Clearly in agony

Yes i do know exactly. Mr C coughs if he wants something he's not allowed. He knows I panic.

Just one little, weak cough and it's a full three course hot meal served on tray to sofa.

They can be a little bit naughty