Poppy Cedes

It’s Georgie’s 6th birthday today.

She’s spending it dreaming about mousies under my bed. I’m going to surprise her with some Mommy-Georgie time. Bye. :)

Twitter is perfect today.

Today our youngest baby bean is getting spayed. I am sad that she will be forcibly inducted into womanhood (well, ok, she already went into heat that one time for 3 days so she’s been a woman for a few weeks, whatever!).

Positive thoughts from everyone that Twitter comes out the other side just as carnivorous. Thank you!!!

The vet and I are satisfied enough with Ripley’s progress so that she will now take 1/2 tablet of prednisone once a day for 4 days then 1/2 tablet of prednisone once a day every other day until we have no more prednisone. No more motion sickness pill. If she improves on this dosing (doesn’t have a setback) she doesn’t need to go back for another recheck. If she has a setback I call and schedule an appointment or get new directions for pill dosing.

While we were there and I had my back turned to the door The Other Vet barged in and started barking orders at The Nice Vet. That guy is a fucking asshole. I stood in front of Ripley, guarding her from his view. I would not look at him. I was horrified enough that Ripley had to hear his voice, she actually started fidgeting when she heard him.

Note to people who want to be vets: You need to like and have compassion for animals. And it’d be good if you could be mild mannered to their human owners.

Unless Ripley does something really amazing I won’t be posting videos of her daily. We’ll be switching to Tweet Pea progress videos. I will keep you posted on both girls (even if I say “nothing has changed” about Ripley).

Thank you all, so very very much, for all the support you have given. I don’t know how people get through stuff like this without their friends and family. Hugs are in this basket right here, take one at the door. [HUGS]

Her recheck is today. Will post info about it tonight or tomorrow.

Twitter’s spay appointment is tomorrow. Gaaaah. Slightly terrified of it all going wrong like Ripley’s visit for shots and grooming, but trying to stay positive.

There will be a video montage of Ripley’s weekend progress tomorrow, although it will really be just me goobering over her accomplishments performed off camera. Her noted progress is that she can now jump from floor to bathroom sink, and also from floor to kitchen counter then counter to fridge. She can also get down from the fridge to the floor (via the counter) all by herself. She still has trouble turning in a circle. She still gets confused and/or stumbles when there is too much visual or aural stimulus around her. But she is now doing her morning war cry and rubs up against objects for affection purr-time. Also, she’ll do uppies with me then go from me to Dawg then back to me again with no trouble. She tries to get on our backs, which isn’t quite normal for her. She’s returned to hissing at the other girls instead of curiously sniffing them. She is ravenous, presumably from the prednisone. Still taking her pills like a grumpy champ via the pillgun.

Today Dawg and I are going to the vollies parade and then we’ll see what the day brings. :) I’ve been up since 3:45am, for some reason I’m just very excited about the parade, so hopefully I’ll get naptime at Dawg’s parents’ place later if we go there, or naptime with Dawg and kitties if we come home instead.

Happy Sunday. :)

You’re gonna wanna watch this one.

Guest starring Dawg! But that’s not specifically why you wanna watch.

Here we go!

Please go read my post about my mom and leave her a comment. :)

(Go baby girl, go!!!!!)

Here’s a video I compiled today of Ripley from yesterday at 5:30pm and 11:30pm:

Progress! I will post video from today around tomorrow morning, maybe early afternoon.

I can tell you that today she has made biscuits on me (that means she kneaded my belly like dough with BOTH paws) and purred at the same time. She got up on me and laid down on my belly. She jumped up on the coffee table with no problem. Once up there she took a stumble, but stayed on the table then sat down. When she got bored of the table she jumped to the couch with just a tiny stumble. She slept next to me with her head in my lap for the first time since she came home and was still drugged. She was able to get up on the arm of the couch all by herself AND TURN AROUND with just a little wobble here and there. She kissed Twitterbean when they had their noses together (no hissing, which is totally out of character). She has been less scared of sounds and noises, and when she does get surprised by them it doesn’t knock her off balance. She responded to my singing and whistling today, which she hasn’t the last few days. Grand finale: She took the pill gun like a champ! … and then I found her prednisone on the coffee table 10 minutes later. :) So I had to find her and pillgun her again for her second pill, which she took like a champ. That’s my girl. :) :) :) <3

I have no idea what she’ll be like without the meds, but I am VERY happy with her progress on them. She’s my baby girl again. And she just jumped on my lap and gave me kisses. YAAAAY!!!!!!