I don’t think I’ve ever seen these two within a foot of each other. There was a sunbeam involved.
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We didn’t want to post about this until we had the pathology results back; and now that they are we can not only tell the story, but let out a big sigh of relief as we do so. Last Thursday, we noticed that Simon appeared to have an ear infection. We cleaned it out as best as we could (it was really painful so we didn’t want to dig around in there too much) and used some Otomax we had left over from Calvin’s ear trouble a few months back. By the weekend, however, the ear was getting worse instead of better so off to the vet we went. Joy was working that weekend, so we had to drop him off on our way to go take care of the shelter animals on Sunday. We knew they were going to have to sedate him to get a good look, so it was just as well. A few hours later, we went back for a slightly stoned cat and a troubling diagnosis; it wasn’t really an ear infection, at least not in the usual sense. Simon had some sort of badly necrotized patch in his ear, not deep down in the ear canal but rather in the flap, and the vet wound up having to cut away a big circle of necrotic inner ear skin and cartilage. If the area had been any larger, in fact, the ear might no longer have stood since the only thing left once she was done was the outer skin. She sealed the raw area with a patch of wound glue and sent him home with a clown collar and a few days worth of pain meds. What made us all nervous is that the area wasn’t so much infected looking as just… rotted. We discussed the possibility of a venomous spider bite… and the big C. Under the circumstances, she wanted to send the tissue off for a biopsy and we were happy to agree. One good thing was that we had told her to go ahead and take an X-ray of his back end while he was out, since he’s pretty painful back there. We’d talked about doing this before, but it wasn’t something we wanted to put him under for; we’d always said if he had to get anesthesia for some other reason we’d have it checked, and here was our chance. His hips where he had the two femoral head ostectomies (in simpler terms, he’s had the ball part of the hip joint removed on both sides because he had a rare disorder that caused them to crumble away) looked great. It’s his spine that’s causing him trouble, he has arthritis. It was good to find out what’s causing his pain, and we’re going to start him on some glucosamine to see if it gives him some relief. The biopsy results came back “necrosis secondary to infection” so we can stop worrying about some sort of nasty cancer, and he got started on some heavy duty antibiotics. Our best guess is that he was wresting with Calvin, and got kicked in the ear with a claw that had something foul on it. He seems to be on the mend, and we’re very relieved. …like a hellhound out of some frozen Hell. That is what a friend jokingly said about the above picture, and that description seems to fit the weather of the past month rather well. It’s a shiny new year, but that’s because of the glare bouncing off all the snow and ice. We’ve had four snows – three of them significant, the last one still with us. Each time the snow was followed by days of bitter cold. Yesterday morning, it was four degrees outside when we got up. It’s very unusual for NC to get weather like this, and with this being the second year of it, I think we’re beginning to suffer from snow fatigue. The dogs, on the other hand, (Cricket being the exception here) are loving the snow. They frolic in it until they are exhausted. Paddy eats it, snorts it, digs in it gleefully. Gwen bounds through it and ends up coated in snow, looking like some sort of miniature yeti. At least someone is enjoying it, right? If you click on either of the above pictures it will take you to a gallery of their “Fun in the snow” from January 10. Last year wasn’t the greatest one, but I am thankful for everything we have. These are hard times, a lot of people are struggling hard, facing incredible losses, and we’re fortunate to have stable jobs and a roof (of our own, yet!) over our heads. We lost Lindsy this past year, and it’s still weird and sad to have her gone. She was part of our lives for what felt like forever. We had Paddy and Gwen (who I still haven’t properly introduced here, that’s coming) join the family, and the little kitten we adopted in December of 2009 blossomed into the most wonderful big hunk of orange cuddliness. We adore our Calvin. Cricket – amazingly – is still with us and thanks to some advice from our vet, her stomach trouble is better than it has been in years. Olive reached her fourteenth birthday! Simon is nine – nine! Holy crap, how did that happen? Winter, the ‘baby’ before Calvin came, will be six this coming June. Time just seems to go faster and faster. This year ahead is going to be a tough one, I think; we have family members facing serious health challenges and it feels like there is some uncertainty and change possibly in the wind with other parts of our lives. But I also feel that these are all things that everyone could emerge on the other side of better than before. We just need to buckle in for the wild ride, and remember to be grateful for all the good things in our lives. It looks like the pickets are each wearing a little Santa hat. The dogs, at least, are loving this. Glad we didn’t listen the forecast, that said it wouldn’t really snow much after all… and by the way, this is what we woke up to. Apparently Calvin couldn’t wait for Christmas morning and got into his stocking a bit early. |
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