Well, Annie had to say good-bye to Nigel. He left for his new home last night. I spent some extra time with 'mom' to see how she was handling having only 2 kittens with her. I wondered if she would even care. She is fine and so are the remaining two kittens. I'm sure they notice him gone but their motto is "love life" and off they go again after that fuzzy mouse. I will be keeping tabs on Nigel because I will be his cat-sitter when his owner needs care for him. I already can't wait to see him again.
Bree
Nigel
The three musketeers
Ed is still struggling with walking but doing slightly better. We remain hopeful but also we are realistic when it comes to these types of injuries. He has made better progress with using the litter-box and that was my biggest concern right now. I know that if the leg is to heal it will take time but my concern was damage to the kidneys and bowel.
This injury was due to Ed jumping up on our couch and falling backwards, landing on his left side. It was only a foot and a half but he hit hard and has done some damage to the left hip and knee. Xrays showed that nothing was broken but he cannot walk on his own. He is 22 years old but I'm not exaggerating when I say he is a very fit old cat. It was only last week that he was chasing a squirrel in our yard and dang-near got it. Not bad for a geriatric. I only hope that he can walk again as I expect his running days are over.
hugs, Deb





