Seriously!

Cats Halloween 044, originally uploaded by CoriK..

Cats: "Enough with the picture-taking, lady! The constant clicking is interrupting our noms. Why don't you go outside and play with your own species for a while? We'll let you know when it's time to come in...*snicker*...maybe."

Window Watching

Last week, two men came and painted the trim around all of our building's windows. Between the ropes hanging down from the roof and the men swinging by on harnesses, these two didn't move for hours.

Disgruntled

Disgruntled, originally uploaded by CoriK..

Do you see this face? This disgruntled, put out little face. I just don't get it. Albert really is just the sweetest thing and in person has the most precious pout. Why can't he smile? Is this his "Blue Steel?" Lord knows he's been making this face since I started taking his picture. Is it me? Does my dear sweetie-puss...dare I say it...hate me? Well guys and gals, I did some digging and take a gander at this little gem from Al's IBKC days. Is that the beginning of a baby snarl? Guess he was just born that way! Though I wouldn't mind more photographs like this.

Two Pills Are Better Than Four

                        

Elvis Update: Had a check up with the vet on Saturday and Elvis is now 100% better. Can I say that again? 100% BETTER! He is officially off of his antibiotic and instead of 4 Prednisone pills a day, he is down to 2. Obviously I see him doing better every day, but to hear the vet say so is just super. There is still no real diagnosis other than he had some weird auto-immune spell. Hopefully we can wean him off of the steriods and he will be ok. If not, well now I know the signs and I can prevent him from getting to such a drastic place.

The boys and I spent the weekend getting ready for Halloween. That was fun. Expect to see Albert in his finest attire/costumery(Elvis gets a pass this year ;)) and an awesome flashback to their IBKC days. I love this time of year and I'm glad I have these two little furballs to share it with. And you guys too!

Year Two: Elvis

Survivor.

Instigator of Hugs.

Catnip Fiend.

Irreplaceable.

My Little Ellie-Belle.

Year Two: Albert

My little fighter.

Cuddle-bear.

Spider Assassin.

Chatterbox.

Always up to something.

Albert really is the sweetest little monster.

A Word To The Wise..

Albert's fluffy exterior hides a menacing warrior ready to maim at a moments notice.

So, to all you kitty diseases, consider yourselves warned...

 

Mess with Elvis again and

Albert will hunt you down and make you wish you were never born.

Itchy and Happy

Itchy and Happy, originally uploaded by CoriK..

Elvis on the left and Albert on the right. My how they've grown...

Miracles

Hey Everyone,
Sorry about the non-posting. Things have gotten a little nutty lately and I can never seem to catch up. The one positive note in all of this is that Elvis is doing SOOOO much better. The meds have been doing what I pay them to do which is make Little El normal again. To recap, when I took him to the vet, his white blood count(?) was at 7%(scary low), after blood transfusion - 16%, 1 week later -19% and as of Saturday - 30%. That's huge guys! I think normal is 34-36%. The vet also says his bone marrow continues to do well(all of your prayers worked!). The only spot of bad news is that the cause of all of these problems is some immune system disease which likely means Elvis will be on Prednisone for the rest of his life. I guess long term steroid use can shorten the kitty life-span, though I'm not really focusing on that because, Hallelujah, Elvis has a life-span!
He is currently eating me out of house and home which is fine...he looks so healthy I have no complaints. Albert is a sweetheart and gets many hugs for alerting me to the fact that his bubby was sick. Though, if there is a next time, maybe he can whisper it in my ear instead pouncing on his ailing bro.
I am so happy we are at the point we are at..back to a somewhat normal home life. The past few weeks have been horrible, as anyone with a sick pet knows...even though you pray for the best, something inside always prepares for the worst. Sitting in the living room and trying to picture a day without both Albert and Elvis, well... it just wouldn't be home.
I promise to post pictures of my two little fighters just as soon as I can. Thank you once more for all of the sincere well wishes and prayers. It's meant everything to me.
xoxo
Cori