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San Geraldo removed Dudo’s cone Monday because he was going back to the vet that day. Dudo was ecstatic. Unfortunately, he immediately began grooming and spent too much time on his wound. It was too soon. SG tried to get Dudo in the travel cage. It didn’t happen. I took a picture of Dudo’s wound. SG walked the 2 minutes to the vet’s office and was told to put the cone back on for another week. That took a few days and Dudo is now obviously depressed. Moose is once again keeping his distance. And San Geraldo and I are both miserable.
The litter box is still lined with paper towels to avoid Dudo getting litter in his wound, which SG cleans every day while I soothe Dudo, who is amazingly well behaved for that. Moose announces to the world when he’s about to use the litter box. He then yowls and yowls until it’s cleaned. I won’t get into the details of Moose’s poop recently, but it’s not pleasant when it has to be cleaned from the plastic. Dudo pees, quickly departs, and then invariably returns to bury the evidence. If we replace the paper towels too quickly, he reburies nothing and we have to do it again (or they’ll both complain when it’s time for another deposit).
I’m still dragging around after my whatever I had, but my foot is doing great (although I still have to wear the “special” shoe). The weather for Holy Week has been awful. Rain and wind every day. With so many visitors expected in town, lifeguards have been on duty all week. They change the flags from red to yellow and back again and then sit behind the windows in the lifeguard stands. Not a fun way to spend a week.
When we went for dinner with Maria and her parents before I got sick, we were talking about illness (Alfonso felt a cold coming on) and San Geraldo did an imitation of his late father who, when he had the slightest headache, leaned his head against a wall and moaned. When the gang went for dinner without me two nights later, Maria immediately walked over to the same spot and did the imitation. SG joined her. That’s the photo up top today.
San Geraldo le quitó el cono a Dudo el lunes porque ese día volvía al veterinario. Dudo estaba extasiado. Desafortunadamente, inmediatamente comenzó a arreglarse y dedicó demasiado tiempo a su herida. Era demasiado pronto. SG intentó meter a Dudo en la jaula de viaje. No sucedió. Tomé una foto de la herida de Dudo. SG caminó 2 minutos hasta el consultorio del veterinario y le dijeron que volviera a ponerse el cono por otra semana. Eso tomó unos días y ahora Dudo está obviamente deprimido. Moose vuelve a mantener la distancia. Y San Geraldo y yo somos ambos miserables.
La caja de arena todavía está forrada con toallas de papel para evitar que a Dudo le entre basura en la herida, que SG limpia todos los días mientras yo calmo a Dudo, quien se porta increíblemente bien para eso. Moose anuncia al mundo cuando está a punto de usar la caja de arena. Luego aúlla y aúlla hasta que lo limpian. No entraré en detalles sobre la caca de Moose recientemente, pero no es agradable cuando hay que limpiarla del plástico. Dudo orina, se marcha rápidamente y luego invariablemente regresa para volver a enterrar la evidencia. Si reemplazamos las toallas de papel demasiado rápido, no vuelve a enterrar nada y tendremos que hacerlo de nuevo (o ambos se quejarán cuando llegue el momento de hacer otro depósito).
Todavía estoy arrastrando lo que tenía, pero mi pie está muy bien (aunque todavía tengo que usar el zapato “especial”). El tiempo en Semana Santa ha sido terrible. Llueve y viento todos los días. Con tantos visitantes Como se esperaba en la ciudad, los socorristas han estado de servicio toda la semana. Cambian las banderas de rojo a amarillo y viceversa y luego se sientan detrás de las ventanas en las casetas de los socorristas. No es una forma divertida de pasar una semana.
Cuando íbamos a cenar con María y sus padres antes de que yo enfermara, hablábamos de enfermedad (Alfonso sentía que se acercaba un resfriado) y San Geraldo hacía una imitación de su difunto padre que, ante el más mínimo dolor de cabeza, inclinaba la cabeza. contra una pared y gimió. Cuando el grupo fue a cenar sin mí dos noches después, María inmediatamente caminó hacia el mismo lugar e hizo la imitación. SG se unió a ella. Esa es la foto de arriba hoy.
• Toallas de papel limpias. Demasiado pronto.
• Dudo vuelve a enterrar las pruebas, sin darse cuenta de que ya las he quitado.
• El Domingo de Ramos.
• El Jueves de Aloe Vera.
• Viernes Santo, tras un aguacero torrencial. Los socorristas siguen de servicio.
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And the “fun” just goes on and on!
sillygirl: I look forward to going on a whining-free and litter box—free adventure one of these days.
SSDD, it has to get better soon.
David:
One would think!
Hang in there you guys………the sun will shine once again on all of you.
LOVE the Aloe Vera! WOW!
Great last photo of SG and Maria.
Jim:
AND it‘s still raining.
Man oh man, poor Dudo; just when he thinks he’s good to go, the cone comes back!
And you and SG are the best Cat Daddies, and know The Boys appreciate it, even when they yowl.
Bob:
Thankfully, Dudo’s cold is almost gone and he’s gotten perky and adorable again — even if limited by the cone. (He keeps crashing into walls.)
Always something! The cats have five star caregivers. I love the leaning against the wall moaning.
That was Boud up there
Boud:
Apparently the woe-is-me routine was passed down through the generations by the men of SG’s family.
Poor kitty. When the cat suffers, everyone suffers.
Urspo:
It destroys us.
Fortuna’s Wheel absolutely must turn soon for your sweet family. Isn’t it amazing how such times can make us long for those days of normalcy that we did not even appreciate for how sweet they were?
Maria is just a ray of delight, isn’t she?
Look at your orchids! So pretty. And your aloes bloom yellow. Mine are red.
Ms. Moon
MsMaryMoon:
Maria IS a ray of delight. And she has a great sense of humor… and a strong will. I never did like normal, but I’m missing it right now.
You probably don’t really need (or want) suggestions about the cats — but would shredded newspaper work better in the litter box? That’s what I used to do when my cats couldn’t use litter, and it gave them a sense of “burying” that whole paper towels might not. Just a thought.
I’m glad your foot is better, at least!
Steve:
I don’t know if shredded newspaper would be any more pleasant with these two and how they shovel things around. For me, the best solution would be to have someone else standing by the litter box and cleaning it as required. Moose sometimes poops right on the paper towels and then folds a clean section over the top. Sometimes.
My Aloe Vera never bloomed, even when it got huge. Interesting photo of those.
Kelly:
These have bloomed every year for a while now. Surprising.
Wonderful photos today. The delight that SG and Maria take in each other is a treat to see. As for the rest of it – sometimes you just have to endure long enough to reach the other side.
Wilma:
Maria makes us feel so loved. She started studying English this year and is already having conversations with us. She seems to understand everything but sometimes can’t find the words. Christina tries to speak English with her all the time. And Maria is so good she’s even begun to correct her mother’s pronunciation. I was never much of an endurance runner!
Who knew cats had such picky bathroom habits?
Mistress Borghese:
Our cats in California would not go in any litter except one brand. They actually held it for three days when we couldn’t use their brand!
i was going to suggest something similar to Steve. Have you tried shredding the paper towels instead of folding them so neatly? Cats are really amazing the way they want to hide it. A dog could care less. Also seems like there should be some type of liter that isn’t damaging to the wound. If there isn’t there should be. Someone needs to invent it.
Claudia:
Too lazy to shred paper. But I don’t know if it would help much with these two. There is newspaper pellet litter that we used in California for our recovering cat. I haven’t seen it here — although I haven’t looked. On the other hand, both our cats in California refused to use it and didn’t “go” for three days.
I woke up this morning to 2 inches of fresh snow again, so your beautiful orchids are a good antidote! The poor jackrabbits around here are so confused, they don’t know whether it’s spring or winter. Half of them are still all white and the other half are mottled brown & white… hopefully, the Easter Bunny can still navigate his way to my house though, LOL!
Buy SG and yourself some tasty chocolate bunnies and forget your troubles — Happy Easter!
Tundra Bunny:
I have a feeling there’ll be good deals on Easter chocolates next week. I can’t believe some of the storms in North America. Then again, it’s still raining here. Our reservoirs are no longer at drought levels!
And here I thought SG and Maria were playing hide and seek!
Debra:
Too bad there’s no video. Apparently they were both moaning in self-pity.
San Geraldo and that little girl make a great pair.
Kirk:
We do have fun with Maria.