Sunday, 11 December 2016

Accidents and Arrivals

Hey guys!  We've been BUSY!

The kittens settled in well, and as we had one or two nice days, Ace even found his way out into the run! 

Have you seen? they let slip the kittens of WAAGH

Other than that, it seems to have been a period of non-stop incidents and accidents.
First of all, with Kelly’s poor runny bottom [and his inability to wash it because of his problems of phantom limb syndrome over his tail] he climbed the back of the chair, onto Simon’s shoulder and launched …. And crash landed.  I think it was the lack of tail, but he’d have landed safely had not he caught one paw on a stone step up into the back room.  
So, Kelly has two broken fingers.  “Mummy, don’t photograph me in the bandage” he said.   

MUM!  I told you not to photograph it!
Well, he gave me very little chance to do so, because it wasn’t many days before he had got it off…. So there’s only one pic.  And of course, he got it off on Saturday just after the vet closed.  So I put on a figure of eight bandage with micropore because he was a little hellion and wouldn’t let me get the proper splint back on.  Two of us struggled and had to admit defeat.  And that bandage came off overnight.  Third time lucky, I hope …

Meanwhile, the planned new addition to the family arrived, in the form of Egyptian Mau, Pixy Neferkiti Merybast [nefer means beautiful, which she is, and Merybast means beloved of Bast, the cat goddess.]  Poor baby, whilst customs in Paris were cleared quickly she and her transport were stuck for a 2 hour stop in the Chunnel, so we eventually collected her at midnight, and then had a 2-hour run home.  She is, not unnaturally, OFF humans at the moment after something like 18 hours in a carry-crate.  She’s very shy, and likes her big crate, where she can watch without being inundated by kittens. 
If you think I look pissed off, you got it in one

And then Ace!  At least he managed to provide me with ‘entertainment’ on Friday so we could go to the vet in the morning – because his sewn up eye socket burst forth with blood and pus.  Well, I’d seen this with Leo, so I wasn’t panicking, and bathed it with warm salt water, and Dr. Jenny gave him an antibiotic and said she wanted it left open to continue to drain and carry on with the warm salt water and let her know how it went, and did I still have some loxicom [yes, Kelly’s for his tail and subsequently his paw]. 

Piper, bless him, has been no trouble at all.  He’s still very shy, and unwilling to be touched, but will permit strokes if he is settled down.   I suspect it was he who managed to open the study door so all three of them – even Kelly – found their way upstairs to join us in bed.  And he's even made friends with Rosie. 

Meanwhile, Saffron’s lump is now quite ugly, but she doesn’t seem to notice it and though she may be uncomfortable at times, and a bit knacky, she’s her own sunny natured self most of the time.

And Linnie?  Linnie is just Linne, and decided that the cat igloo we had been going to take for Pixy was his, nice.

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