Another Great Escape - Not So Dignified, Though!!

Have been really ill with this flu lurgy.   The too weak to speak let alone lift my head, relatives have to drive 100 miles here to get the shopping in so Junior can eat,  type of flu.

Anyway, today I am able to speak and stand up without keeling over.  Junior has sensibly been keeping a distance, bless her, and doing her best around the house.  She comes into my bedroom this morning and announces, half hysterically,  that Bart is stuck up on a roof!!   I cannot type what I said!!!   I have visions of a Fire Brigade rescue and big fat bill that is ill-afforded, So,  Junior spends an hour calling him down, neighbours stick their heads out of windows to see what the calamity is.....and Bart gets louder and LOUDER!!   J tells him that if he got up there and he can jolly well get back down......right now!!!   The other mogs were around 'trying to rescue him' as Junior puts it.  Moral support, come down we love you type of thing.  Maybe they were telling him what a dope he is?  lol

I rings the cat expert lady and asks if she has any top tips for getting a cat down.   She asks who it is on this roof.  Bart, I reply.  'Hmm, might know' is the knowing silent response.  I am advised that he'll come down when he's hungry.  Meanwhile, Bart oiks up the decibels, so much so that the neighbours decide to do a daring rescue to save their eardrums and get the ladders out.  I meanwhile dons a coat over pjamas and waddles round to apologise and thank them.  Bloke says it's ok but I think he was taken aback at my Beetlejuice appearance!!  aka death warmed up. 

After his rescue he miaowed off up their garden and back into ours and is now happily cuddled up with Tinks and Chunky, no doubt telling them the tale:o)

And I am going back to bed.

Great Escapes

LooLoo escaped out of the house on Christmas morning...5am....courtesy of Olive opening all the doors, again!!

Was hobbling around the back garden, in pjs and nearly knackered torch trying to lure her back in.  In the end had to resort to the 'grab the tail' capture.

This morning it was Tinkerbelle's turn.  She slipped out when Junior had her back turned and was soon up a 30 foot pine tree.  Realising that it was REALLY high up there, she starts miaowing and crying and Junior was hellbent on calling out the Fire Brigade to rescue her.  Told her this was not going to happen and suggested a bit of temptation, so J grabbed a tin of cat food and a fork and rattled away.  

45 mins later cat was back in the house, safe and sound.  Smells lovely though...of pine.  Tinks is a nutcase:o)  lol

Vet's 2

The boys are back and blummin hyper......and hungry, having been starved for their ops. They were sooooooo pleased to see us. They've now been well fed and Henry is currently nicking Junior's crisps!! Bartie is ever so friendly and Ringo keeps trying to escape outside. Henry still keeps trying it on with the girls!! sigh......The lad isn't giving up that easily. lol Bless

LooLoo.....Took her in and the vet said I was right to be concerned. She had an abscess, which he had to squeeze out. I burst into tears of course as soon as she squealed in pain, so my lovely friend from the local cat welfare org who gave me a lift said for me to go out and she would stay in and hold Loo while vet did his stuff. He took the remaining stitch out (she'd chewed one out) and cleaned it all up and gave her a jab. I have to give her anti-bio tablets twice a day and she goes back for a checkup on Saturday, earlier if she doesn't perk up. She's so delicate. A third of the size of her brother Bart. Vet said the abscess business is very rare in spaying. Just my luck, eh?

Junior has just informed me that the boys have escaped outside!! They've managed to move a heavy dog crate, which was weighed down, from in front of the catflap. Freedom. Buggers!!! They must have been feral in another life!!

Vet's

LooLoo is in a state, poor girl. It turns out that she has had an infection and she's cleaned the wound so much to let the pus out. We go to the vet's today to get her some antibios.

I feel guilty. Was she on a 'conveyor belt' because I had help with the spaying fees and thus not operated on as carefully? She's not been right since coming home. We all thought it was because some cats take longer to get over procedures and she'd be one of them! Tinks s fine, but she was done on a different day. I've lots of questions for the vets.

It always happens at Crimble. A few years ago my 19 year old cat died on Boxing Day.

The boys come back today, too. Hope they are ok. Have got their bedroom ready so they can sleep the anaesthetic off.

LooLoo Update

She's a bit better.

At least she can walk from her bed to under MY bed and back....and eat....IF we mollycoddle her....and then she will drink water.

She must be one of those cats who are delicate to ops:o(

I thought she was a gonner last night and so I wished I had lots of money to help stop such suffering.  Because (bad grammar) I'd have taken her straight back to the vet...but......no dosh for such things means you are up all night to help the animal.  Brings you closer.  Gives you LOTS of wrinkles, too.  Also, all those animals suffering..........'cos no-one gives a shit.   Arghhhhhhhh!    Guess where my lottery  money would go if I ever won!!

Tinkerbelle, on the other hand, you would never know that she had had the op.  She should be renamed Tigger!!

Ringo, Bart and Henry are due in to the vet's on Monday....and I am worried, because of Loolie's reaction.  But, they are not like Olive or Loo Loo physically.     I hope they  will be ok.  They need to be 'done' to calm them down and stop multiplying.   I'm crap at running a cat hospital!!..Eeek!   Too many tears.

LooLoo

She's not doing well.

Is very inactive, won't eat or drink much, won't move around, so she's going in to the vets tomorrow.

She seems to have a bit of a swelling around her wound, which she is cleaning.  She hasn't whizzed around like a loon, as Tinks has.  The cat characters are so different.  I guess the delicate ones have it tougher.

Tinks

Tinkerbelle came back from the vet's yesterday.  

This morning she's still high as a kite and active.  Eating well and miaowing for England....like..."Why do I have to stay in this crate when everyone else is running about?"  lol.  Today we have let her 'out' to wander about the house, so she seems happier.

In contrast, however, LooLoo  is very quiet and fedup.  She seems a little uncomfortable so if she doesn't brighten up then it's back to the vet.  She is the delicate one out of all the bunch. Light as a feather, quiet of foot.  My favourite..probably because she seems to be the one who needs protecting, although she can more than hold her own in tag and run..especially in the small hours!!  Have treated her to a bit of ham, which she ate.  

Am off to give her a cuddle.