Thursday 24th March 2011

Or cats don't bounce.

Much.

We have four cats, each with its own personality and eccentricities. And we have gotten used to their ways and odd habits. and so when one of them does not abide to what we think as 'normal' for them, we worry.

Little Girl, as the oldest and most precious has the oddest ways; like running away when you try to give her food, only having one meow for everything. (other cats do vary their meows; this does not make me a freak thinking this, right?) She is easily spooked, likes to be brushed. we now know she has an over-active thyroid, and is now on drugs. Some might say, not before time.

Molly is my cat from before I met Jools; and at one time was loving and an indoor cat; but now is little miss independent and a one kitty vermin eradicating machine. From time to time, she does let us stroke her, or even pick her up. And, now I know she wouldn't like me to say this, may even enjoy a bit of affection, and does even purr, even when picked up like a baby.

That leaves us with the kitten twins; Mulder and Scully. Both are hyper and like to play rough and tumble with each other, are always hungry as they is growing kitties.

Which brings us to Tuesday, when Mulder was not his bouncy self, but was not hungry and did not get out the basket. We had to go to work, and in the evening he was not better and seemed to be carrying a slight limp. Yesterday morning, he could put no weight on it, and so we booked him in at the vets.

Half an hour, an x-ray and a shot later we were £80 lighter, his dislocated hip was back in place and he was coming round after his local.

Drunk looking cat!

And then we had to try to keep drunk looking cat under control until the drugs wore off, stop him from rough and tumbling and stop him from eating for a few hours.

Fail

fail and fail.

We did keep him in overnight, in our room for a while, but his plaintive yowls meant we had to put him in the kitchen.

Good news is that he is still OK this evening, and does not need another shot.

Phew.