Day or night, Quint is very serious about his fort making business and we’re willing to bet he sees himself a master fort builder now. And he’d be right.
Thank you all, truly, we thank you for your kind words and heartfelt comments for Olivia. We hold all of them close, knowing each will help heal our torn hearts. Thank you.
We’ve been worried about Olivia. She had that “I’m not eating” scare three months ago and our favorite vets did a thorough check up on her. They didn’t find anything wrong. In fact, she had very good numbers in every category. With that said, we did chose not to have an ultrasound and deeper testing done beyond that due to costs.
She’s eleven years old and seems very tired. She will tell you she could stand to eat five times a day if we were here 24/7 to feed her. Nothing can change our work schedules. She’s fed canned food twice a day and gets a handful of her favorite kibble twice a day as well. And she’ll beg for whatever we happen to be eating ourselves. We generally don’t share people food with our cats but have been known to share cheese if and when we happen to have any. Over the past few days we’ve been giving her more canned food and Mom bought kitten kibble with hopes that will put a bit more weight on her (on Olivia, not Mom who doesn’t need more weight).
Lately, she’s been snuggling into pillows and with brother Quint at night. That’s not too unusual and given it’s cooler here now, not too unexpected. We’re happy for the good amount of winter sun puddles we’re getting for her to bask in this week. We were hoping the daily extra food would perk her back up, and it does briefly, until her shaky legs return and she can no longer stand.
If love could keep pets around forever, we’d be earlobe deep in kitties. Sadly, love, special food, and sun puddles aren’t enough.
Friday morning, sometime before noon, sweet baby Olivia who is eleven and a half, best sister ever to brother from another mother Quint, our super model house panther, the shadowy watcher and reporter of all occurring shenanigans at Colehaus, lover and whapper of fruit left on countertops, and the last black cat we’ll ever have the honor of being owned by, will take her last nap cradled in Mom’s arms to awaken in the warm Summerlands over the Rainbow Bridge, not alone but with all her angel friends and family who will greet her, at long last, with soft murrs and purrs.
We love you, sweetie girl. Until we meet again, sweet Olivia. Until we meet again.
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Well, it’s that time of year again when Mom starts dragging boxes and boxes of cat toys things out to put a bit of holiday decor around the house. While Tessa watches and probably taking note of what she can get her paws on – glittery twig balls, the snowy owl, wooden pine tree cut-outs, etc, Pia’s not sure she’s up for all that just yet. Pia holds out for only the best things that being anything glass and semi-valuable. She’s a princess that way.
Hearing all the clatter of things coming out of the closet, Viola decides she’s got better places to be. Just look at those woeful eyes. And then, off she goes.
Olivia, on the other hand, is curious. What does this box hold? Why are all the ribbons in that other box? Is there anything good to eat in the box I’m holding down for you? I hear jiggle-y things. Do cat treats jiggle?
Meanwhile, you all know where Quint’s at: In the bedroom, probably thinking of making an early Christmas fort! Oh, Quint. You’re too predictable.
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You might have noticed our ginger cats Christmas e-Cards over there on the upper right sidebar (who knows where they are if you’re using a mobile device?). You’re welcome to click on either Pia or Quint or both if you choose, to see the bigger version or to download. To download your own copy, click on the image and on the bigger version that comes up, right-click and select Save Image As. Remember where you saved it to view it again and Happy Holidays from Pia, Quint, and all of us here at Colehaus Cats!
