Tom is showing his age a little bit more since his adventure/disappearance over a month ago.
He's recovered from starvation and is more like his old self.
In fact he's recovered enough that he's gotten into a few scraps with cats outside, landing himself a few good scratches around the neck.
I've been cleaning the cuts and a couple even got septic so I cleaned them out and I keep a steady eye on him. Maybe I check him too much because the last couple days he's run away from me when he sees me coming.... he knows it'll be a hot wash clothe on his cuts and that smelly ointment stuff.
Tigger is the male version of a diva. Whenever Tom gets attention he must have some too. If Tom is on my lap, then Tigger must be higher up and tries to sit on my chest.
He's a big suck and his favourite thing is to be scratched and admired. Next to that he loves children and dogs!
Mommy, who we are calling Beauty is a foster cat from our local animal organization http://www.animalert.ca/.
Her kitten, first named Clouseau, changed to Tarzan, changed to Monkey and now Jay is growing in leaps and bounds, literally.
It's hard to believe that two weeks ago he and his Mom laid completely ill and listless in bed with barely the strength to lift their heads.
I had to hand feed the Mom. She wouldn't eat because her nose was stuffed up with her upper respiratory infection--when a cat can't smell, it won't eat. Despite all my attempts her weight dropped and it was worrisome.
She was on medication paid for by Animalert and with that and lots of love from my niece Amber, she and the kitten pulled through just fine.
Jay is 5 weeks today and I'm now teaching him to lap up milk from a saucer.
Jay learned in one session how to drink milk from a saucer and I could tell he was feeling very proud of himself, and grown up. Mom joined in too.
His new best friend is the other foster cat Whiz. Whiz is the gentlest boy and a complete sweetie, but looking at the two of them together in play is like watching a Godzilla movie. Whiz is so much bigger than Jay.
So he plays gently with the baby and I know that in about 3 weeks this little kitten will give him a run for his money!
Oh, and me... I'm back to work on graduated hours, slowly increasing to full-time again. The arm is healing and I'm trying really hard to be patient with the healing process - I'm such a go-getter that this is a real challenge!