Sally came to me in 1996, and the vet estimated she was 2-3 years old then, so she’s probably somewhere between 16 and 18 now. Just after Christmas she was very sick, so I took her to the vet, where she had her teeth cleaned, including three extractions, and she perked up after that (can you tell a cat is healthy from day to the next just by her fur? amazing) but after our big snow I noticed she wasn’t eating, which for Sally is WRONG, so back to the vet, where she had a bag of fluids and came home with some appetite stimulant pills, which kinda work, a little. Her spine and hips and shoulders are very prominent, and we’ve had a couple of litterbox fails this week, but she’s still demanding and stubborn. Yesterday she wanted to go outside, but today she just wanted to sleep on the box under the desk.
I haven’t wanted to write about this because it makes it realer to talk about it. I have fallen asleep with her purring in my ear for the past fifteen years.
I figure since I can’t make her young, I can at least try to keep her happy and comferbuhls–do you all have any old cat advice? Is there some kind of post-surgery thing I haven’t caught?
Sukey has been bratty since Sally went in for the teeth cleaning, like a two year old who needs reassurance, but she joined us on the bed last night, so that was nice.