I hope poorly paw cat soon returns and all is well …
I’ve been for a flu jab and in view of that feel I ought to pamper myelf… so I shall.
I going to snuggle up with my kindle but I’m into detective stories. Cheap boxed sets. I work my way through them like an addict. I’ve got no class whatsoever. :blush
Veronica Heley’s book series are pleasant too Morty. Think a fair few of them might be free on unlimited, but not sure as it’s been a while since I looked.
Her main two series were based in Ealing and Kensington respectively, which made them homely for me as that’s roughly where I was raised and went to school in.
Just a thought, years ago when our cat went missing I waited till the evening when traffic had quieted down and walked about the neighborhood calling him, and asking anyone I met, it was quiet at that time and I heard him meowing back to me, he was stuck in a shed. Ask your neighbours to look in theirs for you, and check any sounds in bushes ect.
I’ve completed the majority of my steps today’s walking round the local roads, including completing a litter pick which enticed some more folk to warm to my search.
We’re convinced that he has several “homes” as it’s quite a cat area. So he’s most likely holed up somewhere safe for the time being and will return when he’s feeling a bit better. He’s quite nomadic like that.
Just had another walk (and litter picked while I did so… my neighbourhood is going to be slick and spam soon ). It’s deffo a better time for cats to come out and play, but sadly not my little tigger.
Still early days. He often goes awol for a couple or so days, so we wouldn’t normally worry. It’s just that with a poorly paw, we’re naturally a tad concerned.
Will knock on a few doors tomorrow. Trouble is we have no idea how far his usual stomping ground is.
Good morning showers here this morning ugh. So housework and knitting today for me. Niece is coming later and we’re going out to dinner. Dex hope your cat turns up when he’s hungry but as usual some one always feeds them.
I went out again, with my litter picking stick and bag, as well as a lovely hat I wear which makes me look like a yokel. This is quite a useful since people can’t work out if I’m a halfwit and thus harmless, or someone who might be disturbed and is out doing his community service for some minor (possibly violent) infraction.
Thus I am generally left alone.
This has also helped today as I call out my cat’s name quite loudly and passers by give me a wide berth and (pointedly) don’t look at me, which means I don’t get embarrassed.
Poor Puss, so good you have him back. Hopefully the vet has strong painkillers for him, maybe even a pain injection straight away. I hate it when an animal is in pain.
Morning, Very early morning 2am and I can’t sleep so sat at the fire with a latte. Hope I can get up again for the pool at six. Had a text from the landscaping guy says he’ll be here around nine, hope to hell he is, I know he couldn’t help being ill but it was getting exasperating waiting every day.
Will do some cooking for the freezer while he’s here as I will need to be around, can catch up with other things once he’s finished and I can get out.
Enjoy your day everyone.
Good morning. Raining here again this morning. Not got a lot planned today except for a few bits and pieces from the shops. Rox hope the guy turns up and gets your garden started. Dex hope your kitten has found his way home.
Tigger is my 8 year old cat, who some of you have been offering kind words and thoughts about over the last few days. Thank you.
Took him to the vet who couldn’t find anything broken in his rear off-side paw. So he has been given some pain killer, and we have to keep him indoors. If no sign of improvement, the next step will be an X-ray. In which case, I intend to present myself at the nearest hospital with a self-induced broken arm and sneak Tigger in with me to radiology so I get the picture for free.
Obviously, while there, like any good tradesperson, they found that he has a heart murmur. We opted for the monitor-it-ourselves-for-the-time-being-by-counting-his-breaths-rate-per-minute-while-he-sleeps approach for the time being instead of the ECG. I shall have to think how to fake a heart attack and where to shift the sticky pads to on him and off my body at hospital.
I’m sure our one time radiologist on here might be able to offer advice.
In the meantime, we shall have to create a small en-suite for his litter tray somewhere within the house, as he has to be kept indoors for a while.
Naturally, this will involve having to get up numerous more times per 24 hour period to let our other cat in and out.
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