All her life she has been a bit overweight, but she is now only 3.8 kilos, after a life of being over 5Kg. She was at the vet for a checkup last week, but hasn't had any blood tests yet. I am divided on how many vet visits to put an old cat through, but am wondering if one more trip for blood tests might be worth it, just in case there is something going on there that can be easily treated.
Footie Cat: There's nothing (that I know of) fundamentally wrong with Footie, but he does look old now, and his eyes tend to be a bit grotty as he has slightly ingrowing eyelashes. He's sixteenish, and has never really had the sense to come in out of the rain, so it's not surprising that we have to keep an eye on him and pop him out regularly to stop him deciding that actually, it would be fine for him to just pee in a corner rather than walk all the way to the litter trays or garden.
Today Perl and Footie were doing curling up together, so here is a picture of our two geriatric felines:
I can see a day coming fairly soon now, when we just have Yama Bungle and Henning the Brown Bear : two cats more ill-assorted and furiously at odds, you can't imagine. I think I can safely say that I will be able to show you a Yama and Henning Snuggling Photo when hell freezes over.
Az is probably about fifteen, and apart from his heart - which seems to be doing OK with his medication, his back legs are slowly losing their muscle and their connection to his brain. You can see his back feet wandering all over the place when you walk behind him, but somehow or other, he keeps on going forward .
I think he did enjoy his holiday on the Scilly isles, but in retrospect, I realise we overdid things a bit. Normally when we are walking on his familiar walks, even in exciting places with rabbits or squirrels, Az will toddle along gently and hang back, so it's very clear when he has had enough, but in a new exciting place, he was very keen to explore, and I think that led us to let him do more than he really should have done. He has lost weight (I haven't weighed him recently, but he looks thinner) and getting him to eat is sometimes a bit difficult. I am not sure why he will take food from my hand but not from his dish, but sometimes that seems to be how things are.
He dreams a lot, and I'm sure all the running in his sleep that he does is good for his overall fitness! He can mostly still hop into the boot of my car, although the times when he decides that actually, he'd prefer me to lift him do seem to be increasing. Having Brythen around seems to be good for him. I think it encourages him to keep going, and to want to pop out into the garden since he doesn't want Brythen going out there on his own and getting a treat when he comes back in.
On the last couple of days on our holiday, Az lost control of his bladder a bit and wet the bed (thank heavens for accommodation with a large washing machine and a drier!). This has improved somewhat since we got home, but he has also become a bit difficult to persuade that he really should go outside as often as he needs to. It's like the bit of his brain that used to make him think 'hmm, need a pee, must go out' had got overwhelmed by the 'but I'm TIRED' bit. It probably doesn't help that our garden has so many steps so going out onto the lawn requires a certain amount of effort.
Az, probably overdoing it on a beach...