Baby's First SubQ Fluid

Burt here - One week after the loss of Mortimer, we are back at the vet's office due to the worsening of Olaf's upper respiratory infection. I'm starting to feel like the angel of death when it comes to cats, is there a vet that has punch cards?

Broadway Vet's Office

I can't help but feel like I'm trapped in the Simpson's episode I, D'oh-Bot.

Snowball III

Kitten!!!

The house is no longer empty, we have a kitten. We love critters and not having one in the house seemed wrong. I would like to introduce Olaf Köttr.

We found him at the Oregon Human Society. Out of all the kittens there, we of course chose the sickly one. The first day we saw him at the shelter, he smelled horrible. He had fleas, ear mites, possibly worms, and still has an upper respiratory infection. He's our little fuzzy ball of sneezes and mucus.
He's only 12 weeks old, so he's still a little too uncoordinated to blog. The number one priority is learning to properly use the litter box, which is proving to be more difficult that we had hoped, we'll leave it at that to protect little Olaf's dignity.

Picking Up the Pieces

It's not a week yet and we are already planing on going to get a new cat. I have decided to continue the blog (hopefully a new cat will pick it up). That brings up the question, how soon is too soon to get a new cat? Is it disrespectful to even consider it? Ernie is anxious to get another cat in the house, except for a couple of years in college, he's never lived without a cat. However, I tend to linger when it comes to mourning. Mortimer was the first cat I ever had living out on my own, and I don't know if its possible to love a cat that much again. What if I love the new cat more? I'm ready for a new roommate but maybe not a family member, some advice would be welcomed.

Mortimer s Final Post

Mortimer passed today peacefully on his favorite afghan with both of us by his side. He was a unique cat and will be missed dearly. If you wish to honor Mortimer in some way, donations can be made to the Cat Adoption Team in his name. Thank you all so much for your support over the years.
-G&J

Bad Day

Well, it seems my heart condition (Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy) is finally catching up with me. Today I received the news that I have months to live. I was sick enough that the boys had me in their laps with the IV ready to euthanize, but at the last minute decided against it because the good folks at Dove Lewis were able to bring me back around to almost my normal lovable self by the time they saw me again.
So now I'm on a water pill (Laxixs) and an ACE inhibitor, my Atenolol has been stopped and hopes are this will keep me comfortable during my illness. I am surprised how quickly this happened, this morning I was playing with string and chasing bird shadows, and four hours later I couldn't even stand up.
I have heard the boys planing funeral arrangements, their friend has an orchard in the west hills of Portland which is very peaceful. Personally, I'd would rather be mummified and placed at the foot of the bed.