Catching up
I realized it's been a while again since I wrote so time to do some catch up. January was unusually busy with family stuff, but February has been filled with Lenten busy-ness. In the midst of additional worship services, there has been lots of Holy Week planning and new members and confirmation and baptism preparations and all that kind of craziness. Plus the weddings this year are already adding extra meetings too. I guess it's good that things stay busy, as it keeps me from getting bored or complacent - always a danger in winter's gray and cold.
On top of it all, my sweet baby Moses has been failing more and more. Last week I began to give the boys a can of Fancy Feast every day because Moses had almost stopped eating the dry food and is just skin and bones now. Petting him has become a mixed pleasure. I love having those affectionate times with him, but it's a constant reminder of his frailty as I feel every bone in his body. I have to be very careful with him now too, because he seems so fragile and occasionally the petting seems to cause him some discomfort.
This week he has also taken to sleeping almost non-stop in my upstairs bathroom. I moved his old catbed into the bathroom so he wouldn't have to sleep on just a throw rug on that hard floor, and it makes me feel much better to see him in a warm, cushy bed instead. I also moved the water bottle there so he doesn't have to go far to drink. At night he still joins me on my bed for a while before moving to his own, so we have our bonding time yet. I also come home for lunch pretty much every day now to check on him too. Today he has been more active - when he came down to eat this afternoon he actually went to bed in his old basket for a little while before moving upstairs again. And just now he came downstairs, crawled on top of me for a few minutes, went and ate a few bites and has now moved back upstairs. At least he still comes out some and can handle the stairs well yet.
Max is already being affected too. He's become more whiny if that's possible, and even my chunky boy is eating less lately. I know it's hard on him when he goes to Moses' basket only to find it empty all the time, but when Moses is gone completely it may be even tougher on him. He's almost as dependent upon Moses as he is on me. So I just give them both all the attention I can, and make sure they know they're loved.
Moses has been through a lot with me - he's lived in 4 states and moved even more times within those states, he's become a seasoned RV traveler, and he has been my companion for over 17 years. Through it all, he's been a perfect cat who has been happy and healthy, never had litter box or behavior issues, and is just a joy. So loving him on his way out is the least I can do for him.
On top of it all, my sweet baby Moses has been failing more and more. Last week I began to give the boys a can of Fancy Feast every day because Moses had almost stopped eating the dry food and is just skin and bones now. Petting him has become a mixed pleasure. I love having those affectionate times with him, but it's a constant reminder of his frailty as I feel every bone in his body. I have to be very careful with him now too, because he seems so fragile and occasionally the petting seems to cause him some discomfort.
This week he has also taken to sleeping almost non-stop in my upstairs bathroom. I moved his old catbed into the bathroom so he wouldn't have to sleep on just a throw rug on that hard floor, and it makes me feel much better to see him in a warm, cushy bed instead. I also moved the water bottle there so he doesn't have to go far to drink. At night he still joins me on my bed for a while before moving to his own, so we have our bonding time yet. I also come home for lunch pretty much every day now to check on him too. Today he has been more active - when he came down to eat this afternoon he actually went to bed in his old basket for a little while before moving upstairs again. And just now he came downstairs, crawled on top of me for a few minutes, went and ate a few bites and has now moved back upstairs. At least he still comes out some and can handle the stairs well yet.
Max is already being affected too. He's become more whiny if that's possible, and even my chunky boy is eating less lately. I know it's hard on him when he goes to Moses' basket only to find it empty all the time, but when Moses is gone completely it may be even tougher on him. He's almost as dependent upon Moses as he is on me. So I just give them both all the attention I can, and make sure they know they're loved.
Moses has been through a lot with me - he's lived in 4 states and moved even more times within those states, he's become a seasoned RV traveler, and he has been my companion for over 17 years. Through it all, he's been a perfect cat who has been happy and healthy, never had litter box or behavior issues, and is just a joy. So loving him on his way out is the least I can do for him.
posted by Kris at 2/28/2008 06:31:00 PM
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