today is All Dead Day, Sp. "Dia de los Muertos" a holiday more observed and celebrated in all the Spanish- (and Tagalog-speaking) world, but nowhere as much as in Mexico. alongside visiting with your dead relatives in their place of final rest, it is customary to prepare special foods and bake "el pan de los muertos" (bread of the dead).
NOTE: I realize this is misleading. I bought the bread at a local bakery; I didn't think so at the time, but now I see that it reads as if I had made it from scratch instead of bought.
so as we are ready to sit to breakfast this morning, we see dead people
and will momentarily eat dead people.
LK and Pepper say sleppy and yeemy "hellos"
of all the cats who have shared my life, Pepper is the only one who, to my sense, *needs* petting. has to have pettingks. he'll come and sit at the desk, look at me or teh SO and mew plaintively until petted. he'll begin purring immediately; after a few pets he'll move a couple of feet away and proceed with whatever napping/cleaning/sitting business he has pending. these demands for pettings occur several times a day.
I know cats like to be petted and we like petting them, but with Pepper it seems like such a direct need that I wonder: do any of y'all cats behave in a similar fashion? am I just reading to much into a normal behavior?
[previous updates and history here]
Pepper is doing just great, thank you very much. I'll embarrass him by showing a picture of his (barely) fuzzy belly:
you can see the scar and the growing fuzz. it cracks me up, how well separated the white fur and black fur areas are.
Pepper's vet called a couple of nights ago. they got the analysis from the stones they removed from Pep's bladder. they are deposits of magnesium phosphate, most likely caused by diet, and the fact that "there ain't enough vinegar in his piss" just like what happened to TK, so he gets to go on Rx food.
I got the food last night, and Pep, being the angel he is, ate it without complaint. the other two cats? one word answer: pleh
Pepper is mad at me over the picture above, so he refused to pose for me.
am very pleased to report that Pepper had his surgery this past Tuesday and everything went smoothly. they opened his bladder and removed the stones, closed him back up. didn't even had to spend the night at the vet's. he was sent home without even a cone! the vet and nurses said he was the sweetest, mildest little patient.
he goes back next week to have the stitches removed. I am amazed that things have gone as well as they have. I guess the moral of the story is that time is very much of the essence when dealing with urinary track conditions and/or blockages.
Pepper sez, I'm feeling much better, thanks!
how could anyone resist this dollface?
some of you have been kind and concerned enough as to ask for an update on Pepper's health. and I have been remiss by not providing one, but there really hasn't been anything to report.
the infection/blockage was caught before getting to critical stage so Pepper is waiting out this week on steroids and antibiotics until surgery next week.
Pepper is mostly fine, gotten used to his pill every evening (given alongside some Kitten Chow). he pees very little and it is blood-tinged. a little unnerving, but expected given his illness; on the positive side he doesn't seem very distressed, very little crying or yowling.
one not-so-great-thing is that Pepper seems unable to pee in the litterbox, preferring softer surfaces like rugs and upholstered chairs. this has caused the following:
– we are getting a new bathroom rug after Pepper is all fixed up.
– the bathroom rug no longer resides in the bathroom but rather next to the litterboxes
– all cats are being kept off the front of the house where things such as rugs and upholstered chairs abound.
I will update with surgery news as they happen. thanks to all for your concern.
had a bit of a photoshoot with Pepper this morning. I liked these best
a few posts ago I wrote about the uneasy peace (momentarily) achieved by the three feline
roommates , erm, combatants. some commenters asked about Pepper,(aka Dr. Pepper, Peperito) the tuxie-cat.
if you don't feel like clicking, here's Pepper's tale, retold.
Pepper lived, along with two other cats, with JoAnne, my mother-in-law. pretty decent life for a cat as JoAnne was a dedicated cat lover. or as some may say, a CCL. all three cats were in- and out-doors. when JoAnne died this Summer, the other two cats were easily scooped up and taken by a family friend. but not Pepper. no siree. he decided to go feral. and for over two months, either teh SO or one of his sisters will go by JoAnne's trailer to leave food and water for Pepper; rarely they'd get a quick glimpse of him and then he'd be gone.
after two months of paying the rent and still unable to catch Pepper we were starting to think we never would; at which time Pepper, having taken his sweet time, decided he was ready to go home and walked right up to my sister-in-law Tammy. and from her to us.
Pepper walks on velvet little feet. I cannot hear him. teh SO calls him "the ninja kitty who
skulks sneaks around the house". Pepper doesn't meow, he cries. a lot. a plaintive little cry with a question at the end. he misses JoAnne. so do we. Pepper purrs. a lot. sometimes while crying. he also likes to plop himself right on top of the keyboard. while I'm writing. Pepper also walks across the keyboard. he is trying to say something and I'm too obtuse to understand.
in celebration of Thanksgiving, witness something never-seen-before
this momentary scene of peace and harmony brought to you by the following players:
Pepper aka Dr. Pepper aka Peperito
they thank you for your attention and wish you a most
joyful holiday – or a most joyful Thursday, if you are
outside the U.S.