crandc
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Cassidy and Sundance are going to be "tutored" tomorrow.
Back in my college days, a HELL of a long time ago, a friend explained he was telling his dog the dog would be "tutored", as he was afraid the dog would run away if he heard the true word. Or maybe it's just an alternate word? Anyway, we've jokingly said "tutored" ever since.
After a slow start Sundance is gaining weight and size. He is still small for his age but past the point where we worried he would not make it. They will soon be too big to pack into a single carrier.
The tremors and lack of coordination are stable, not getting worse as we feared they might; they control their bodily functions but stumble when they walk, don't land on their feet and can't run, climb, or jump normally. The vet said it appears to be a form of cerebral palsy. They will be indoor cats all their lives, bummer when I have a big garden to play in but necessary for their safety.
At least I don't have to deal with them trying to jump on my kitchen counters.
The worst part from my point of view is that, since they are getting anesthesia, they can't eat after 8 PM. They will be screeching for breakfast and by the time they arrive at the clinic in the condition I call Fasting and Furious.
That may not be the worst part from THEIR point of view....
Back in my college days, a HELL of a long time ago, a friend explained he was telling his dog the dog would be "tutored", as he was afraid the dog would run away if he heard the true word. Or maybe it's just an alternate word? Anyway, we've jokingly said "tutored" ever since.
After a slow start Sundance is gaining weight and size. He is still small for his age but past the point where we worried he would not make it. They will soon be too big to pack into a single carrier.
The tremors and lack of coordination are stable, not getting worse as we feared they might; they control their bodily functions but stumble when they walk, don't land on their feet and can't run, climb, or jump normally. The vet said it appears to be a form of cerebral palsy. They will be indoor cats all their lives, bummer when I have a big garden to play in but necessary for their safety.
At least I don't have to deal with them trying to jump on my kitchen counters.
The worst part from my point of view is that, since they are getting anesthesia, they can't eat after 8 PM. They will be screeching for breakfast and by the time they arrive at the clinic in the condition I call Fasting and Furious.
That may not be the worst part from THEIR point of view....

