Happy Cat Family

Hello folks, Hope here!
Thank you for keeping checking on me, meowmy and I appreciate it very much! 
Well, I am feeling much much better but I am not all better yet, so meowmy decided to take me to our other vet for a consult and some testing. She is pretty sure the first vet is right about IBS, but she also wants to rule out other things, and wants to try a different treatment since this one is not really working for my poop situation. 
Well, don't take me wrong... I have come a loooooong way... I was feeling really really really bad when I started this treatment: I was hiding 100% of the time for a week, I was not eating, and having explosive diarrhea... I was a sick, sick kitty... 
Now the only thing that is not normal is that I still have diarrhea, and a lot of gas... but I am playing, eating (even though I do think this food is truly yucky), and I am not hiding anymore - at all. 
Meowmy just wants to make sure I am being treated for the right thing and there is nothing else behind this. 
Anyways, I will tell meowmy to post an update as soon as we come back from the vet - I hope it is not too painful... I don't like things being stuck on me, and I heard meowmy saying she wants to do a blood test or something like that. Oh boy. 

Hope here!
Hello folks! I am finally starting to really feel better! Not completely better but a lot better! Meowmy changed my food from venison to Duck yesterday and since then no more explosive diarrhea, I have a lot more energy and if you can believe I even started playing chase with sissy Lucky today! I also don't feel like hiding at all anymore, which makes meowmy feel really happy :D
I am still pooping soft poops, but they are not watery anymore and I went only once today too! Big improvement! 
Meowmy doesn't know for sure if it is the food alone or a combination of the food change and Amforol that she is now giving it to me 3x a day,  or if it is all a coincidence... but the fact is that coincidence or not, we sure are sticking to that plan. 
My kitty brain thinks it is not a coincidence... because nothing was working before, not even Amforol, Metro or anything. I think my tummy didn't like bambies after all... Maybe they are just too cute for me, who knows?!
Meowmy made an appointment with the other vet in case I don't get better, because they fill up quickly, for Saturday... If I get much much better by Thursday she will cancel, if I don't, I will go in... But I finally feel that I am turning the corner, and that the consult might really not be necessary - we will see... cross your paws for me!

Hi, Meowmy here!
First of all, thank you so much for all the love, prayers, and purrs... It has been very special and comforting to receive all the messages, and know that we have been on your thoughts and prayers... Thank you so much for your support <3
Hope's situation has been very confusing and frustrating... Today was day 6 of Metronidazole, and she is still having explosive diarrhea. Luckily, she is only pooping once a day, but this once is nothing as it should be this far at the treatment. 
She is definitely feeling much better overall - she is no longer hiding... Not yet playing chase, but is hanging on the living room and on the window sill. She is eating normally, grooming, and she does play a little with the turboscratcher and the flingama string
I called her vet today, and he said to give her another 5 days of metronidazole, and if she doesn't get better, to take her to a specialist for a biopsy and an ultrasound. 
He also told me to Start giving her Amforol again, to control the diarrhea, and even though I do not like that medicine as it makes her poop like white cement, I do think this time might be necessary.
I am worried, and don't want to think about this biopsy business... I do think I might take her for my other vet first, if this treatment doesn't work, for a second opinion, before doing something that drastic. 
I do think a blood test and x-ray can be helpful before biopsy, and if so, I would like to do that first. But first things first... I will hope and pray for these 5 extra days of metro to work... The clock is ticking...
Thank you again for your support. 

Hi, 
Hope here... I have been sick again... Remember this? It is back... At least that is what meowmy and my vet, Santa Claus, think it is... All I know is that I have been hiding under meowmy' bed since last Thursday, and today was my first day out - meowmy was so happy I came out, she took this picture to post here in the bloggie... But I am already hiding again... I didn't fee like eating at all, and the runs came back... I don't feel like playing, and when I play a little, I have no energy. 
Santa Claus (my vet) thinks I have IBD, and put me on a special diet now - I can only eat one thing forever, he says... meowmy says it is bamby... That's quite mean :-/ 
I am also taking that bitter, bitter, nasty, nasty medicine again, and hopefully I will get better soon... I heard meowmy leave a message to another vet, something about a second opinion/diagnostics if I don't get better... My vet, Santa, wanted to sent me to the Hospital for something that sounded complicated- a biopsy and a ultrasound, but that he was pretty sure by my history that what I have is IBD, and most likely a sensitivity to fish (meowmy was giving me Freeze dried Salmon treats when I got sick). So they decided to treat me first, and if I don't get better, go for more diagnostics. Please please I want get better... I don't want to go to another vet again! They do mean things and stick things in places they really shouldn't... please please I want to get better...  
Please folks, purr for me... I don't feel so good... :(

Hello folks, meowmy here!
As you can see, Lucky is having a nice time resting up on her favorite cat shelf above... Life is so hard!
She is doing much better... She just finished her last day of antibiotics yesterday, and we both survived intact - all thanks to my Klaw Kontrol cat bag, and her favorite treat, Freeze dried Salmon - she would sell her soul for those if she could, and sometimes I am pretty sure she would sell mine too :)! 
She is not yet eating like I would like, but I am watching her like a hawk, and if she doesn't eat enough, I go after her with food. She has not lost weight, so that is a great sign! I am sure we are going to get there real soon now, that her teeth are fixed; it is just a matter of giving a little time for those holes on the top of her mouth to heal completely, and my girl is going to be as good as new - we are well on our way! 
Thanks for reading, and have a wonderful weekend - 
Happy Easter!

Hi, Bugsy Here!
I am super thankful that all I got was knock out drunk for a little while and shaved on a few spots... Ok, it was not fun, but It could be way worst!
But what I am really really thankful is that my sissy Lucky is back home, and she is ok... I am watching her closely, as you can see on the picture... She is having a little hard time, and today meowmy had a conversation with our doctor about her... Since Hope had to take her shots anyways, meowmy took the opportunity...
There was a concern raised by my other vet, during the dental procedure yesterday, about her being very congested and coughing... and a very ugly word called FIV was brought up (since she had had cough issues in the past, and was congested at the procedure)... In the end it was all clear, and sissy Lucky will be ok - here is what happened: 
This morning she had a coughing fit after meowmy gave her the medicine, and she did sound very very congested, as though she had a lot of fluids... 
The thing is though, she is not coughing on normal circumstances, or sneezing, or showing any symptoms of congestion whatsoever... 
Our doctor (Santa Claus) looked at her records and chest x-rays from her last visit, from the time she was there for a cough, and there was no signs of fluids or anything of concern. He said that the congestion was probably due to excess of salivation due to stress. 
He said the cough I heard today was in line with her aspirating some of the medication, plus having the tube down the throat during general anesthesia can do that to some cats...
Basically... not to worry, unless she starts showing symptoms... 
Whew!
So, yes, Bugsy here, super duper ultra thankful this Thursday!

Lucky is Home :clap::clap::clap:
She made it like a champ, and got home straight to her plate of food - so much for worrying about her not eating! :lol3:
They were able to remove the excess teeth instead of cutting her gum, making a much less painful procedure and recovery for her :clap: 
I am not sure of everything else they did on her teeth... I did not get her chart or the bill today, as it was getting late, and they said they will send it to me on the mail. I am curious to read the complete report though - looking at her mouth it looks like they did more than only her back teeth. 
They gave her a shot of pain killers, so she is kind of loopy right now, but not in pain... She also has some stuff on her teeth, which looks like cement or something... 
She will be on clindrops for the next 10 days and pain killers for the next few days, but aside from that, she will be just fine!
Whew, I am glad it is all over now! :clap::clap::clap:
I am very happy to have this problem solved now... It was a "simple" solution, but that could be a big big problem if left untreated... In looking back, Lucky had stopped eating a couple of times... Both times I thought she was being finicky, or just growing tired of her food... Thank goodness I took her to this vet, who examined her mouth and noticed the holes on the back of her mouth. The poor thing was not eating because she was in pain. 
Had I not caught this, she could ended up very very sick... Who knows what could have happened... I am very very VERY grateful to have this behind us... My baby will have a healthy mouth and be out of pain now...
Thank you all who donated and made this possible... From the bottom of our hearts... :hugs:
Now to wrap it up take miss Hope for her shots tomorrow, and Pray for this run of vet trips and scares to be over for a long long long long LONG while! :vibes::vibes::vibes::vibes::vibes::vibes::vibes::vibes:

The vibes, purrs and prayers worked... A miracle! 
Hi, Meowmy here!
I received the BEST call from the vet I could ever receive: "Carolina, it turned out Bugsy didn't need the surgery after all, the surgeon diagnosed that lump as a responsive tissue, and he believes it should resolve on its own"
They put him under the anesthesia, and looked at him thoroughly - he is sporting a big shave on his belly, and those sad sad post anesthesia eyes, but he is on the clear for now.
If the lump doesn't go away on its own, then we do need to go back...
Before he had been seen by the Chief Surgeon Vet Tech; who scheduled the surgery... The surgeon thinks this is the result of a fight, a scratch, or him bumping his belly somewhere, getting hurt somehow. It is not an abscess, they called it "Responsive Tissue".
I am just relieved beyond words...
I feel bad that he went hungry last night and that he was put through anesthesia, but God, thank GOD 1000X over that my baby is OK, and that this scare is over...
He is sooooooo clingy right now... Poor baby, peed all over himself on his carrier, and keeps calling me all the time...
Thank God... This is Not Cancer, he did not have to be cut open ... Thank God, thank God, thank God!

Now I just need to worry about Lucky, who has her oral surgery tomorrow... 
But hers I know that, even though it will be painful, it will be done to fix a problem... and not like My Bugsy's... where I was soooo scared of having to deal with something very serious like Cancer...
I am just beyond relieved that I don't have this worry anymore. I can hug him and not worry about losing him... It's a wonderful feeling...
Thank you for all the prayers and purrs... I know they helped. 

Hi, Lucky here!
Last night meowmy locked us all in the bedroom... We had lots of fun, but no food, and no water ALL NIGHT LONG! There was not much space to run either, but meowmy sure made it was fun, as she brought plenty of toys, and put the turboscratcher right on her bed to play with us... 
I was thinking... Somehow every time we go hungry all night Bugsy disappear in the morning... I am not sure exactly why, but I am starting to think I will never go hungry. I will boycott hunger. I will do an eating strike on the hunger strike!
Bugsy, Bugsy, where are you?
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Hi, Meowmy here!
Just dropped off my baby at the vet for his surgery... It broke my heart... He was crying and crying soooo much :(. 
I got him some baby clothes - sleepers and onesies to use instead of the e-collars... It is much more comfortable than the e-collar, and the last thing I want is to have my baby even more uncomfortable. 
I want to thank everybody who stopped by to lend me a shoulder for support... You have no idea how much I needed that... Thank you my friends form the Cat Blogosphere... All of you have been a lifesaver through this ordeal.
Thanks to everybody who donated money to help with these surgeries... Every bit helps a LOT, and takes a tremendous weight out of my back... THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. 
I just don't know how to thank you enough...
Please say a little prayer for my boy today...

My Grandpa was a very interesting man... Very different by any standard; had great stories, who knows what was true and what was a creation of his great mind!
He had met the devil in person, and had a direct telephone line with Jesus Christ... Who has that? Ah.... He did!
He had a degree in engineering, but was an autodidact in Chemistry, and that was his passion until he became blind... He was Chemistry Professor in the University until well into his 80s.
He built schools to teach the kids in his farm, and paid the teachers out of his pocket... To their parents, he taught them different trades. He always helped the others, built homes, built schools... He was a true altruist.
But my grandfather also lived in the moment. That man lived his life to the fullest... He lived in many places, and had many children. 13 officially. They were all borne in different zipcodes, it seems.
With my grandmother, he had 10. She died young, of meningitis... She was, he says, the love of his life... He then remarried and had 2 more - they are probably around 28 and 25 years old... And got divorced and married his third wife, fifty years younger than him, and had his last daughter when he was 78 - she is now 17... Manuella
His moto was the old cliche that you can only regret the things you don't do... And that if you feel in your heart that you should do something, then do it - always take the risk, err to the do, and not to the don't.
My grandpa was a teacher... Not of chemisty, physics, math... But of life... We would talk for hours on no end, and he taught me many great things, that will be with me to the day I die...
He died peacefully in his favorite place in the world - his beach house... He was not in pain, had no tubes, was not sick... He just took a deep breath, and it was his last... He was 95.
Grandpa, I am sorry I haven't seen you in a while... But one day we will seat together again, and this time I will be the one telling you all my stories...
Grandpa, watch over us, and continue to teach us, ok? You will never be forgotten, you were loved and admired, and you marked generations and generations to come... Rest in Peace Miguel...
Enjoy, you now can see again, isn't that wonderful?