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Oh, dream nspy, you cannot purr away my grief and loss, although it's very... you of you to try. It's just hard, and I'm glad that you haven't yet joined ash in the dreams where i find him lost and hungry and alone because i forgot about him.

I'm glad we could give you a screened back door for your last summer, and wish you could have enjoyed it for longer.

Oh, kitty.
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There is no kitty snoring or kitty claws ticking on the wooden floors or coming up the stairs. No curious nose coming to see what we are doing, jumping up beside us, greeting us when we come home with purrs and shoulder bumps. No hungry and impatient mews.

No humans randomly taking to him about what he is doing or what we are thinking or explaining to each other what he is doing or thinking. No greeting him or talking to him in silly little voices that mean we love him.

No voices calling him to come and rapidly running little feets and an inquisitive little face and ears and tail.

It's much, much too quiet.
wispfox: (NSPy)
He was a stray who was caught when his foster was trying to catch another kitty, because she never thought she could catch him. He purred madly when she came to check the trap, and his tale with humans was started.

I may try to make a second post with photos, but not right now.

long. )
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As many of you may have seen in [livejournal.com profile] metahacker's journal, NSPy isn't doing great. Initially, it appeared to be due to some truly astonishingly bad arthritis in his hips, perhaps due to a long-ago encounter with a car while he was a stray.

As time passed, it became apparent that there were some neurological things going on, which ended up being "probably a brain tumor". We cannot really afford the brain surgery required to remove the tumor, so paying for the MRI makes basically no sense, so we won't know for sure.

The prednisone he is on took a _long_ time to come into effect, to the point of believing, at least on my part, that we were going to have to say goodbye to him this week. It finally started working late Sunday night through Monday and Tuesday. (Much like after he first saw the neurologist; he started improving later that day - which was a Tuesday - and started worsening again on that Friday) His eyes never returned completely to having both pupils evenly dilated, though.

This morning, he is doing poorly again. Not a lot of balance, not really eating, restlessly wandering about unless confined (by his carrier or by a human). The prednisone is meant to reduce swelling, and is not a fix. I just kind of thought that he'd have a bit longer between bad days.

The neurologist said that there would be bad days as well as good, and that we should keep an eye on the weeks rather than the days. But damn, this is stressful. He can't really be left alone right now, at least not outside of his carrier. And it's just so _sad_ seeing him confused and restless and stumbling around.

So, lots of stress. And I'm in school, and have to do homework and work on my research and TA classes and... so I can't give him as much time/energy as I'd like, and poor [livejournal.com profile] galaneia has to deal with the brunt of kitty care. I just. Mrr.

And now I must go work on research prep, wherein I figure out what sorts of gestures we will need to be coding as relevant movements for my first year project. And work on a paper due next week. And, and, and.
wispfox: (NSPy)
Even if our basement being flooded is the cause.

So, we have a nosy kitty. How nosy? He was confused by the water in the basement and (apparently) thought that he could jump over it. And so he jumped _into_ it. With a great big spoosh. Then he looked disgruntled, and went upstairs again.

I was laughing almost too hard to breathe.

I was cleaning his litter box at the time, which is floating just a little (enough to make pulling it to the stairs rather easier than it should have been).

Poor (funny) kitty!
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Pet Promise no longer making pet food is problematic with a picky cat who believes his current dry food attempt is Not Food.

Really cat, we're trying! We didn't want Pet Promise food to go away, either.

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Realizing that I might be able to get a recommendation from a professor from undergrad who knows me decently well, rather than one from someone who doesn't really know me well, so I actually have two decent academic recommendations. And, when I pinged the professor, being remembered without prompting. (Yes, I sometimes forget that I'm memorable. Being poor at remembering people doesn't help, mind you)

Working on essays for grad school is startlingly easy, for the most part. (less so the parts where I feel like I do not know enough, but that's something that can be worked on.) I do sometimes forget that, while I don't really write stories, I am a decent writer. At least on a computer (I lose track of what I'm saying if it's on paper)

I may not yet be at a point where I'm adjusted to my sleep ability without ativan, but I am at least no longer getting up every hour or two during the night. (once or twice is much better than every hour or two!)

When I remember to take it, migraine meds _work_. (now we just need to make sure that I don't get addicted to the caffeine in them, since until I sleep better I need them every morning)

Hugs. Also, hugs.

Continuing to see [livejournal.com profile] jasra regularly.

Living with [livejournal.com profile] metahacker.

Living with [livejournal.com profile] galaneia.

Making tasty stir-fry with [livejournal.com profile] galaneia's help.

The sheer glee with which [livejournal.com profile] hfcougar reacts to NSPy's antics. Glee!

Kitty!

OMG, Cataclysm.

Inspiring [livejournal.com profile] starandrea.
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KItty on my feet!
Originally uploaded by wispfox.

He's become very fond of sitting on my feet when I'm at the computer, at least if I have a blanket on my feet and legs. Funny cat! He's there right now. :)

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KItty on my feet!
Originally uploaded by wispfox.

He's become very fond of sitting on my feet when I'm at the computer, at least if I have a blanket on my feet and legs. Funny cat! He's there right now. :)

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I require fewer squirrels in my walls which sound like they are trying to chew their way in.

Although I suppose NSPy would be thrilled if they ever managed to get in...
wispfox: (Default)
I require fewer squirrels in my walls which sound like they are trying to chew their way in.

Although I suppose NSPy would be thrilled if they ever managed to get in...
wispfox: (Default)
NSPy: Mrow! Mrow! Mrow!

Me: Yes, I'm going to feed you now.

*Palm Pilot makes reminder noise for me to take a pill*

Me: See? My palm even agrees!

NSPy: *much smaller meow as he realizes that I'm actually feeding him*

Me: One of these days, you'll learn patience.

*pause*

Me: And then we'll all wonder what's wrong with you!
wispfox: (Default)
NSPy: Mrow! Mrow! Mrow!

Me: Yes, I'm going to feed you now.

*Palm Pilot makes reminder noise for me to take a pill*

Me: See? My palm even agrees!

NSPy: *much smaller meow as he realizes that I'm actually feeding him*

Me: One of these days, you'll learn patience.

*pause*

Me: And then we'll all wonder what's wrong with you!
wispfox: (curled kitty)
God, I miss my kitty.

I need to not have dreams where I vividly remember holding him while he was put to sleep. How he just... stopped. And then dreams where he's not really dead, I just can't find him. So he's sad and lost and lonely and hungry and mewing for me. And I _can't find him_. Or worse, I do, but he's been without food for so long that there's no way he'll survive. Or that he's even really alive (dreams where he's alive but can't be are... hard).

Woke up mad at NSPy for not being My Kitty. Didn't do anything about this anger, but did pet him lots because he was nearby and purring madly. But he's not Ash. And not really My Kitty in any ways that Ash was.

I miss my kitty, and I'm afraid to go back to sleep for dreaming. But, especially considering that I've been sick, it's _far_ too early to just remain awake.
wispfox: (curled kitty)
God, I miss my kitty.

I need to not have dreams where I vividly remember holding him while he was put to sleep. How he just... stopped. And then dreams where he's not really dead, I just can't find him. So he's sad and lost and lonely and hungry and mewing for me. And I _can't find him_. Or worse, I do, but he's been without food for so long that there's no way he'll survive. Or that he's even really alive (dreams where he's alive but can't be are... hard).

Woke up mad at NSPy for not being My Kitty. Didn't do anything about this anger, but did pet him lots because he was nearby and purring madly. But he's not Ash. And not really My Kitty in any ways that Ash was.

I miss my kitty, and I'm afraid to go back to sleep for dreaming. But, especially considering that I've been sick, it's _far_ too early to just remain awake.
wispfox: (NSPy)
Starvingest kitty tells me that no one has fed him in _years_.

Even though I fed him not two hours ago. :)

Mrooooooow!
wispfox: (NSPy)
Starvingest kitty tells me that no one has fed him in _years_.

Even though I fed him not two hours ago. :)

Mrooooooow!

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