He hasn’t been feeling good the past week or so and after seeing some fresh urine on the laundry room floor, it became apparent he has another bladder infection.
As horrible as this sounds, I kind of like it when he doesn’t feel good because he doesn’t bug the hell out of me. He sleeps on the sofa most of the time.
When he’s feeling better, he’s up here on the desk, just sitting in the middle, taking up room and it’s hard for me to work. And he sleeps on my pillow, getting his claws caught in my hair while he gets himself situated. This is very annoying. Of all the cats, he’s the one who most raises my blood pressure.
He’s eating well since I keep a bowl with dry Felidae that I’ve added water to handy. He’s always preferred dry food to moist, so by doing this, he gets the flavor he likes and the food is easy for him to eat (he has bad teeth). I started doing this a while back for Handsome, but it’s working well for DeeJay.
Because he eats so much, he poops accordingly. I don’t understand why he’s not gaining weight because he sure has a good appetite. I think I’ll start adding those digestive enzymes to the food. Maybe that will help somewhat. Handsome could put on a little more weight and it wouldn’t bother me.
Last week, Brian was in the kitchen when DeeJay decided he had to empty his bowels. He was in the laundry room and I heard Brian say “Does he respond to affection? Yes. Does he have a good appetite? Yes. Well, two out of three isn’t bad.” I knew what he was talking about. The three things to look at when you’re considering a pet’s quality of life. We read this years ago.
Does the pet eat well?
How are the toilet activities? Is the pet continent?
Does still respond to affection?
Well, after we discussed it a little bit, we came to the conclusion that we can answer “Yes” to all three questions. Yes, he poops and pees a lot. But he knows he’s doing it. He has his places he goes, so he can hold it until he gets there. He goes in the laundry room and the masterbath. Sometimes he goes in front of the bed, but that’s on the way to the bathroom (I think we can attribute that to arthritis in his back legs). But he never goes anywhere else in the house. I wouldn’t call that incontinent.
So, as thin as he is, it’s just not his time. A stranger looking at him would be appalled at how skinny he is, what a bag of bones he’s become.
He just amazes me.