Showing posts with label poor Stygia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poor Stygia. Show all posts

Monday, March 11, 2013

Poor Stygia!

Ms. C: Stygia went to the vet on Friday morning. She was not very happy about this! She meowed mournfully the whole mile-and-a-half to the vet's office.


As you can see, being at the vet is a scary experience! Stygia burrowed into my elbow/armpit area and remained there for the entire visit. Unlike Styx, she does not get mad and try to fight having her temperature taken or other indignities, such as getting an antibiotics shot. She just hides her little head and waits for it all to be over. She sheds a lot. But otherwise, a model patient:



It seems she has a urinary tract infection (UTI), which she has had before. She does not think that she is lucky that she has to take a pill each evening. I hope she will be feeling better soon. The vet said to expect to see a big improvement in 3-5 days, and if we don't see that, to give a call. Today is day 4 and she still seems to be uncomfortable, so we'll see what happens.

Cross your paws for Stygia!

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Disturbance in the Force

Stygia (Worm): There is a disturbance in the force. I mean, there is something really quite wrong in our home. It smells weird. I try to rest, but it is difficult.


My rest is constantly disrupted. There is a howling, a yowling, a crying and a-begging. I think it is all because of THIS creature:

The Creature Known As Styx

Yes. It is the one they call Styx. It's not that she is from the dark side or anything like that. But she certainly seems possessed. I have suggested an exorcism. Ms. C told me that a spaying is about the same thing.

I just want to rest. For once, Abby and I agree on something, although Abby does not seem to be quite as disturbed as I am. Our Mum, Ms. C, had a nice long nap today and Abby always thinks that's fantastic. Nothing will stop her snoozing if Ms. C is doing the same. But I am different. I need peace.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

My Progress

Stygia: You know how most features about weight show a before and after picture in which the person depicted is so much skinnier than they were a few months before? Well in my case, my before and after pictures are just the opposite of that.

When Ms. C and Mr. R saved me from my cage at the SPCA, they thought I was an "oriental" style cat, and as we know from some of our best blogging friends' examples, this type is typified by a chiseled chin, long elegant limbs, fine bones, aerodynamic midsection, and often the trademark frootbat ears.

Here are my before and after pictures (biggify for detail):


Admirable as the oriental form is, after a few months of my new humans' care, it became clear that I am a normal short-haired cat and not an exotic. I can't believe how skinny I was! Now I eat my half a cup of food a day, and I get 2 or 3 Temptations, and plenty of exercise because of my sister Abby, and I not only look so much healthier, but I feel better too! Ms. C always comments on how much softer my fur is now, too. I feel like a very lucky cat.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

The Strike Ends!

Ms. C: Great news! Thanks to all of your well-wishing and advice, Stygia is enjoying her food. I found some Fancy Feast dry food at the grocery store and decided to give that a try. I got some chicken too, to boil as a treat for her. Thanks, friends!

First Nip

Abby: I had an incredible experience this morning, one I have not yet had before, not really. Ms. C offered some of these little green leaves she calls catnip to me before, but I was not interested. But this morning I was! She put a little bit on this piece of paper, but pretty soon I had it all over the surrounding carpet, in my fur, and I made sure to eat some of it too. I rubbed my chin on the carpet where the nip was, and rolled around, and dragged myself around upside down. It was grrrrrrrreat!


Stygia: Ms. C also offered me some of the nip and I reacted happily to it. It felt good, and I rolled a lot. It is really hard for Ms. C to get a picture of me because I am usually hiding underneath the dresser. I am still terrified of Abby. I also am not eating. I have had maybe a bite of my dry food, and they offered me tuna in gravy. I had a few licks of the gravy when Ms. C held the bowl up to me, but I did not eat more. I heard a rumor today they are going to try a different food and hope that my fasting is because I do not like my current food that the shelter gives to every new adopter family (Hills Science Diet).