On Tuesday I grabbed a tired Jobu and put him in his carrier. He didn’t protest until we got in the car. Then the yowling began. It ended by the time we got to the vets office. Jobu handled the visit like a trooper. He let the tech and the vet handle him and seemed curious to know what was going on.
After the checkup and hearing the symptoms (losing weight and fur but acting normal), the vet thought it was probably a thyroid problem which can be a problem in older cats. The took a blood sample for test to be sure and told me they would have the results by Friday.
They called me late on Wednesday night to tell me the results. It wasn’t a thyroid problem His thyroid numbers were normal. It was chronic kidney disease. His little kitten kidneys are failing. It’s very common in older cats. There isn’t much that can be done. Some stuff to make his remaining time better. He seems to be doing ok. He doesn’t know what’s going on. I’m giving him more snuggles than he wants.
Thursday was Thanksgiving and a bunch how the clan got together. My brothers, nephews and nieces were all there to eat lots of food.
I’m thankful that 15 years ago Jobu picked me out to be his human and that we have had so many good years together.
As I write this Jobu sleeps curled up in his bed ignoring the strangers in his home. My brother and sister-in-law are staying here over the Thanksgiving break . He’s doing ok dealing with the stress.
Won’t he isn’t doing well with is being old. I noticed he’s lost a lot of weight and has been drinking a lot of water. He’s definitely struggling with energy and seems down. I’ve made an appointment for him at the kitteh doctor on Tuesday.
I’m posting this Tuesday morning before I take him. Hoping for the best but we will see. I’ll probably leave you all hanging until next week.
I have mice in my garage. I’ve seen them a couple of times scurrying into the corner. For some reason, one small section of the garage wall is sorta finished. It has insulation between the studs and there is even a sheet of drywall covering half the area. The mice have decided that insulation is a wonderful material to live in. They have even torn off bits of it and carried it away to make beds elsewhere.
I was outside in the garage cleaning some things up. I’ve managed to get a lot of stuff cleared out of the garage so it’s more open. I had the door into the house open and Jobu came out to explore. He wandered around for a bit and then ended up near the insulation. He became alert and his ears picked up. He heard the mice inside. I got so excited Jobu was about to show off his amazing hunting skills. He took a step toward the wall…. then got bored and wandered back inside.
Jobu started pawing at the door out to the outside. A couple of weeks ago a posted a few pictures of Jobu exploring the outside. But that was during the day. This was at night and Jobu is black. I opened the door and went out with him. I thought I should probably take a flashlight in case he wandered off. Jobu took off like he knew where he was going. He went straight to the side of the house and started marching toward the street. I realized this was the first time in his adult life Jobu had access to the entire world. He could go anywhere. He was trapped by the balcony before. He seemed to understand the new freedom. He started toward some bushes and I reached down and picked him up to keep him from wandering away. He’s too old and stupid to have that sort of freedom.
Some park pics from before it turned really cold.
One day it was like sixty. I had the windows and doors open to get in some nice fresh air. Shortly after…
It got warmer, the snow melted, and Jobu got adventurous
I was cleaning out the garage when I saw a mouse. I got Jobu to come out and do his ferocious hunter thing. He sniffed around for a bit, got bored, and went back inside.