This is how my Monday went:
1. I didn’t sleep worth a shit Sunday night, got maybe two hours, and when Fred woke me up to say goodbye, we talked long enough that I woke up completely and couldn’t get back to sleep.
2. On Saturday, we noticed that Miz Poo had a swelling near the base of her tail. We looked at it and Fred Googled around and we decided it was likely an abscess. We decided it wasn’t an occasion for the emergency vet (unlike a few years ago when I think we took Spot to the emergency vet and blew a few hundred dollars on the visit because he looked “funny.”) and checked on her during the day. Saturday night Fred looked over in the padded pyramid near the couch where Miz Poo was hanging out (which in itself is weird, because she’s usually on the couch with me or on the couch with Fred, she’s an equal opportunity lovah.) and she was licking at the swollen area. When he got down to check on her, he found that it had burst, and poor Miz Poo was trying to lick up the flood of bloody puss and had the most disgusted look on her face.
You weren’t eating, were you?
We did our best to clean her up, dabbed off the puss, and put antibiotic ointment on the area and checked on it again Sunday. Yesterday I took her to the vet, figuring that they’d have to clean out the area (it looked pretty nasty, but not infected) and might have to knock her out to do so. The vet looked at the area and said that he thought he saw some tumor tissue, that they needed to knock her out, remove the tissue around the area, and try to close it back up. I left her there so they could do it. Apparently they doped her up to see if they could clean the area before operating, and she vomited, so they had to wait a while to operate. Yesterday evening the vet talked to Fred and told him it turned out to be an anal gland adenoma. That they usually come back and turn into a chronic condition, but sometimes they never reoccur. Fred asked him if this was a death sentence, and the vet said that ultimately (if it turns into a chronic condition) it would probably be what kills her, but not to break out the ash and sackcloth just yet.
She stayed overnight at the vet and hopefully I’ll be able to pick her up after I drop the kittens off at the vet to be spayed and neutered.
3. I spent three hours painting the outside of the big coop (we’re going with dark green this time around). Today my leg aches like a motherfucker; I guess I stand funny when I’m using a paint roller.
I got green paint on the palm of my right hand, and I scrubbed and scrubbed at it and it mostly came off, but my hand is so dry that I can’t quite get all the paint off, so my right palm is tinged slightly green. I look like I’m about to start turning into the Hulk.
Don’t make me angry. You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.
4. I’m a fucking idiot and put my iPod in my bra while I was painting (what? I don’t usually wear pants with pockets, that’s where I usually store the damn thing when I’m doing stuff.) and sweated all over it. It stopped working completely at first, and now it’ll light up and I can synch it, but the menu buttons won’t work at all, so it’s pretty much useless.
If the week knows what’s good for it, things will be downhill for the next few days!
I have to box up the kittens and take them to be spayed and neutered. I don’t know how that’s going to go – the boys are okay with being picked up (Delmar actually seems to like it) but the girls hate it, especially Claudette, who’s a tiny little scrapper when you pick her up. I put two carriers in their room Sunday and they’ve been checking them out and jumping in and out of them and sniffing them all over, so they’re not scared of carriers.
I’m sure this experience will change that!
More pictures up over at L&H.
Stinkerbelle in the sun. Pretty little thing, isn’t she?
Previously
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: (”GOD. No WONDER you’re so fat, if you eat stuff like that ALL THE TIME! All you have to do is stop eating crap like that, and exercise! I should know! I’m an anonymous asshole you’ve never heard of before, so listen to me!”)
2004: No entry.
2003: I’m going to DIE. Someday, I’m going to die. I’m going to die, you’re going to die, Fred will die, the spud will die. We’re going to DIE. All of us.
2002: I’m an AMERICAN, after all. I should never, for one second feel the slightest bit of discomfort.
2001: No entry.
2000: No entry.
1999: As far as I’m concerned, to each his own.
Pretty? Yes. Little, hah!
Your cats are just so lovely. It makes me wish my son weren’t so allergic so we could have another one grace our lives.
Oh Poor Miz Poo! I hope she has a speedy recovery and it’s just a one time thing!
Sending Get Well Wishes to Miz Poo!!
Sorry you are having a bad week so far. I hope Miz Poo is ok…
Sending wishes for a speedy recovery for Miz Poo, your leg muscles, and your Ipod!
Poor miz poo. Here’s to a speedy recovery!!!
But isn’t it slightly odd that the SAME thing happened to Jax and I emailed you about it??? The vet didn’t say that it was a problem though. Just an abcess. Maybe we should take him back?
Poor Miz Poo! And yes, I was eating. Now Reese’s Puffs will forever remind me of anal glands:)
Sending good wishes for poor Miz Poo
Bobpod is DEAD?!?!? Or was this Bobpod 2?
I hope you get a replacement soon – KATG is finally posting shows again!
Sorry to also hear about MizPoo – and yes, I was eating. Thank you. But I do hope she will recover quickly and that the problem does not turn out to be a chronic one.
Cheers,
Gina
Poor Poo! Here’s hoping that she’s back on her Diva Kitty schedule very soon.
Hey Robyn, so sorry to hear about Miz Poo. Hope she heals quickly and has no more trouble in that area.
Poor Mix Poo! She is such a pretty thing! I hope she gets all better soon and I really hope the problem doesnt become chronic.
Saturday must have been the day for cats bursting open. One of ours had a lovely (horrible) cyst burst and a big ol’ hole. We did take her to the emergency vet and blew $300 as she was obviously feeling miserable. May the rest of the week be better for cats and iPods.
Poor Miz Poo! I hope she heals quickly and has no other issues!
i was totally eating when i read the first part of this entry! and, i put my ipod in my bra, too. only i don’t sweat on it ’cause i’m lazy and don’t exert energy.
hope miz poo makes a speedy recovery.
I hope Miz Poo has a fast recovery and this doesn’t come back.
OH, I don’t know that I’d call Stinkerbelle “little”.
Grab those kittens by their scruff and toss ’em in there!
Allow me to recommend a Sansa clip for your listening pleasure – 4GB is $89, and you can clip it to your collar or waistband or whatever. I love mine. If you want less/more memory, or video, they have those versions, too.
I hope it’s only a one-time thing for Miz Poo. Best wishes for a speedy recovery.
Poor Miz Poo! Freaky puffy lip, freaky butt tumor. I swear calico (or tortis or whatever) cats are just weird when it comes to health issues.
I put my ipod in my bra too, I guess I’ll need to stop that right away.
I hope Miz Poo is well very soon and the “butt tumor” will not happen again.
“Poor Miz Poo! Freaky puffy lip, freaky butt tumor. I swear calico (or tortis or whatever) cats are just weird when it comes to health issues.”
Oh noes! I have a calico AND a torti {kitten}. I hope nothing happens to either of them.
Poor Miz Poo! Hope she recovers quickly.
My cat Mango was bit by something in the back of head this Summer, and it exploded puss. It was thoroughly disgusting! I kept putting ointment on it, and thankfully it healed up.
This whole subject is doing wonders for my diet – YUK!
I hope the little Miss feels better soon! That’s no fun.
K
I was just reading back to you getting Miz Poo and Mr. Boogers, and I was wondering if the cats ever see you come home with another cat and just think “oh, Jesus CHRIST here they go again…”
Heehhee!
Oh Miz Poo! Please get better fast. I’m sending you good thoughts, k? We simply cannot have a world without the Poo girl, so stay strong, little one! *blowing gentle butt-healing kisses*
Poor Miz Poo… I hope she covers soon!
….Okay… The Poo is going to heal quickly DAMNIT !!! And NOT get another icky butt thingy AGAIN !! She is just too sweet an lourves her Momma too much.
And we send her our good healing prayers her way… Tell her we said Hello…and kisses of course…
xoxo
I put my cell phone in my bra all the time. Sometimes I sweat and it stops working for a few days, but eventually drys out. Don’t buy a new one until you give it time to dry completely. I also heard you can put it in a jar of rice…who knows??