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We were at the veterinary clinic for 2 hours Monday evening. Moose was easily (for San Geraldo) grabbed and “shoved” in the pet carrier. He meowed all the way there and meowed for a while during our long wait. Then the waiting room filled up and he was fascinated.
Moose was absolutely angelic for his long ultrasound. He was turned on his side and on his back while we held his legs. He didn’t budge. The radiologist was astounded and kept commenting on how sweet and cooperative he was.
Unfortunately, it doesn’t look good and we’re not surprised. His entire digestive system is inflamed. There were a number of big irregularities and a tumor is suspected. A biopsy would have to be done to know for certain. We’re surgery adverse when it comes to our cats. The vet will phone today. Meanwhile, he was given another anti-vomit shot before we left the office. So, we all should be a bit more comfortable for another couple of days.
I wish I could have taken pictures of Moose during the ultrasound, but I was otherwise occupied. What a sweetheart. We all couldn’t stop praising him. I spent our entire time there translating on the fly and was surprised by how well I did. And that’s after an hour at the medical center earlier in the day doing it for myself. It’s of course possible I was making it all up when I “translated” for San Geraldo.
Later today, it’s back to our private health center to have my punctured ear drum checked out by a specialist there. I hope that will be the end of that. The cream I was prescribed for the hematoma on my shin has already worked wonders. Maybe I’ll even stop boring you with medical reports.
It’s currently sunny and should reach 22˚C/72˚F today. Semana Santa begins next week and I’ll have some interesting distractions.
Estuvimos en la clínica veterinaria durante dos horas y media el lunes por la noche. A Moose lo agarraron fácilmente (para ser San Geraldo) y lo metieron en el transportín. Maulló durante todo el camino y siguió maullando un rato durante la larga espera. Luego, la sala de espera se llenó y él estaba fascinado.
Moose se portó de maravilla durante toda la larga ecografía. Lo pusimos de lado y boca arriba mientras le sujetábamos las patas. No se movió ni un milímetro. El radiólogo estaba asombrado y no dejaba de comentar lo dulce y cooperativo que era.
Desafortunadamente, el pronóstico no es bueno y no nos sorprende. Tiene todo el sistema digestivo inflamado. Había varias irregularidades importantes y se sospecha de un tumor. Habría que hacerle una biopsia para confirmarlo. Somos reacios a las cirugías cuando se trata de nuestros gatos. El veterinario nos llamará hoy. Mientras tanto, le pusieron otra inyección contra el vómito antes de salir de la clínica. Así que todos deberíamos estar un poco más tranquilos durante unos días más.
Ojalá hubiera podido sacarle fotos a Moose durante la ecografía, pero estaba ocupada con otra cosa. ¡Qué encanto! Todos estábamos encantados con él. Pasé todo el tiempo allí traduciendo sobre la marcha y me sorprendió lo bien que lo hice. Y eso después de haber estado una hora en el centro médico más temprano ese día traduciendo para mí misma. Claro que es posible que me lo estuviera inventando todo cuando “traduje” para San Geraldo.
Más tarde, hoy vuelvo a nuestro centro de salud privado para que un especialista me revise el tímpano perforado. Espero que ahí se acabe todo. La crema que me recetaron para el hematoma en la espinilla ya ha hecho maravillas. Quizás incluso deje de aburriros con informes médicos.
Ahora mismo hace sol y se espera que la temperatura alcance los 22°C/72°F hoy. La Semana Santa empieza la semana que viene y tendré algunas distracciones interesantes.
• Dudo todavía se emociona al explorar el pasillo.
• Dudo se comunica conmigo.
• Me pregunto qué habría pensado Dudo del pasillo de la clínica de urgencias.
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What a difference in temperament between the two brothers! You described Dudo’s behaviour at his last visit as being like a Tasmanian Devil.
I love the wide-eyed curiosity of his daily “excursion outdoors”… Jx
Jon,
Dudo has gotten more difficult with age and his health issue. Still sweet with us, but less cooperative, more nervous. Tasmanian Devil at the vet is a perfect description. Moose gets sweeter every day. He was nothing like this years ago. He was standoffish
How very different ‘siblings’ can be from each other.
Here’s hoping Moose will have some better days ahead.
I believe you have a good, long walk ahead of you sometime very soon.
Jim,
We had the same thing with our first 2 cats in California, also litter mates. Had a decent walk yesterday and hope for another one today.
Oh, I am sorry to hear about Moose; I am with you about surgeries and such and having to make choices … yuck.
I love that he was so easy going during his posing, though; he’s a trooper.
Nice to know that ears and shins are progressing; that has to be a spot of good news.
Hug The Boys for me.
So sorry about Moose. Maybe a decision ahead there. I’m with you on surgery for older animals. But it’s hard. Meanwhile I’m glad the human is doing better. Boud
Boud,
We’re in agreement. Have to talk to the vet. I’m glad this human is doing better, too. Thanks!
Bob,
Pleased with my healing progress. Don’t know what’s to be done about Moose. For the time being, thanks to the shot, no gifts being left around the house at the moment. That had become impossible to maintain.
A distressing diagnosis for Moose. I’m sorry to hear it. Hugs to all.
Debra,
We’re not at all surprised and will keep loving him until we have to do the deed.
Oh, Mitchell. And, he was such a good boy at the vet! What a joy these boys are to you two, and to us.
I’m glad your eardrum and shin are healing 🙂 All the hugs in the world, to you. (And… goshhhhh, you continue to be my inspiration, with your language skills!)
Judy C,
You know how much we love these boys. But they’ve become a challenge in recent months with all their problems. That’s life. I still am unhappy with my Spanish, but I’m grateful with how much more capable I am now.
I am so sorry to read about Moose. I know first hand just how important pets are to our lives. I know this must put a lot of stress on you and SG. My thoughts continue to be with you. (And I am impressed with your translation skills!)
Michael,
Still waiting for a talk with the vet. We I think are more ready than she is. I still wish my Spanish were better.
I am hoping for the best when you talk to your vet.
Not good news. Poor Moose. Poor Mitchell and San Geraldo. Some unhappy decisions ahead. And what will Dudo do.
Ellen Abbott,
And Dudo is the one who has been ill for a while. They would not do well without each other.
I hate that the news about Moose isn’t better. I’m sorry and hope it’s not as bad as it seems right now. Sending you all love.
Jennifer
Jennifer:
The old boys have had a good run, and they’re still so sweet to us. Dudo has grown very anxious all the time, so no surprise he’s impossible now at the vet.
So sorry to hear about Moose and his health problems.
larrymuffin:
Thanks. He doesn’t seem to be at all aware.
Maybe that is for the best for him.
I’m very sorry that Moose’s diagnosis wasn’t what you’d hoped. Big bunny hugs to you and SG for the difficult days ahead.
Tundra Bunny:
The diagnosis really was what we expected. He hasn’t been right for a while. His mood and temperament are surprisingly good given how ill he is.
My heart is breaking for y’all. I can understand the aversion to surgery given his age.
Love them, love them, love them. (and each other!)
Kelly:
The recovery from biopsy alone would be awful for him (and us). We’ve had a wonderful 14 years together so far.
Hoping it’s not as bad as all that for Moose.
Kirk:
Unfortunately, it is as bad as all that. But he’s still a sweetheart.
I’m pretty sure Dudo would like your hallway better than that of the sterile health clinic one!!!! I adore Moose and I hope that all will be good for him. I am keeping my fingers crossed as he seems to be a happy cat.
Mistress Borghese:
Dudo loves long halls to play fetch (at least he did… that doesn’t happen anymore). But, you’re right, our hall is cozier and more interesting. Plus, there’s a big terrace. We might go there today. Moose IS a happy cat. Recovery after his episodes can sometimes be slow but he’s a lover!
Oh my. I’m so sorry that the prognosis is not looking good. I know what you are going through.
We had a Maine Coon cat (Tabitha) who broke her lower back when she fell off the roof (chasing birds along the gutter; birds went up, she went down – hard). She was one at that time. As a result, she lost her tail and all ability to know when she had to use the litter box. She managed, though, but being a Maine Coon, with long hair and continuously cleaning herself, her bowels would block several times a year and she would need to be sedated and cleaned out to rid the obstructions. We kept her coat seasonally shaved down so she did not have to deal with cleaning (and eating) the shedding furs, used a lot of the stuff in the tube to help lubricate her digestive track, fed her a can of tuna in oil a couple times a month. We had gotten into the routine with her; when I she would slow down on her eating, we knew something was blocking, and we would get her right in for the procedure. She was 9 when suffered a massive stroke and died while kenneled at the vet (we were out of town tending to the MIL). We were heartbroken when we lost her.
Our #1 cat, Lilo, is starting to lose a LOT of weight and does NOT want to be picked up. She stopped really eating since Goldie moved in (she used to be the plate cleaner). Fearing the trip to the vet; this is the first time the current household of cats are going into diagnostic mode. Lilo and Etta are both 6.
Rade:
Wow! A fall from the roof and a broken back. I’ve never heard of that. How awful. Amazing you were able to care for her for 9 years. So sorry about Lilo! Dudo has hyperactive thyroid, diagnosed over a year ago. He’s had medication which had been only slight effective. He’s skeletal now, but still active. He throws up 2 or three times a day and much smaller amounts than Moose, so that’s manageable. His personality has changed quite a bit. More anxious, more crotchety, less active. Not easy is it?
Take care of yourself and your loved ones. I agree with you on surgery, and the best outcome of surgery would be to find an illness that is difficult to treat. Comfort and lots and lots of treats.
David:
Thanks. That’s exactly the case regarding the surgery. The radiologist didn’t seem to think it would be worth it, although she was careful to not give a definite opinion. The cats want treats every hour and then they mostly don’t eat them. But once in a while they surprise us and clean their plates. Moose was whining a while ago. We couldn’t figure out way. But when SG got out of the chair, Moose quickly led him to the litter box. Dudo had used it and Moose wanted it scooped before he went in.
Well, this is certainly not what I wanted to hear about Moose.
I do admire your stance on surgery for cats. Pets often put us in a place of hard decisions, don’t they? I am so sorry.
Ms. Moon