Meet our aging feline Stickley, faithful Bungalow cat.
She has given us many years of affection, purring and pats.
She has accompanied us on the boat trips in the summer and she does not like the rumble of the twin 350's or the fact that she is surrounded by the ocean and does not like water, except to drink!
The roles are reversed and now it's PAYBACK!
She is 17 and has developed high blood pressure and is hyperthyroid.
So every morning our day starts with many a meow....the food bowl is empty.
We mash 1/4 tablet of an amlodipine between two spoons and then add some cream cheese into the mix and smear it on her lips to lick.
Sounds tasty...she hates it!
Breakfast is kibble and a dish of gourmet chicken a la florentine.
We take the opportunity to rub the compounded pharamceutical cream on the inside of her left ear...right is done at night!
On days that I am at school working she greets me at the door meowing when I get home and the first thing I must do before removing my coat is to top up her chicken a la florentine.
I then put on the kettle and sit to read the snail mail, emails and blogs.
She will purr and settle in for a patting session beside me while I am at the laptop sipping my tea.
Did I mention that she sheds?
Handfuls of fur float to the floor and heaven forbid, I am usually in black...thank goodness for the sticky roll that has become my favourite tool in the cat hair battle.
She has been much better of late, sleeping on our bed at night and sitting beside MR. HB on the leather love seat.
She used to sleep beside him on her blanket until she did a face plant when her retina was detaching...we did not know that she had this condition until this fall alerted us.
We got her to the vet asap and many tests later she is in fine form...ruling the roost here, calling the shots.
We love her dearly and feel that she is living on borrowed time with the help of modern science.
Pavlov and dogs move over!
Stickley is in the house!