Hello kitties, it's your pal Emma here.
Mama was extremely busy over the Holidays that she didn't remember to take photos of the family against the tree this year. She was always doing something.
So on Sunday, Dec. 30th, she had some free time and so did I. I was sunning myself by the tree when all of a sudden the clicking started. (Happy to report that this year we didn't have any ornament casualty)
I couldn't wait for her to stop clicking, because the glint in her eyes show that there was no stopping her this time, and so I continued to do my ritual - baffing in the sun.
And show her my yoga pose - I am very bendy (Phoebe of FRIENDS)
It was sometime later that mama remembered this is a 2-cat household and hollered for Buster to come from wherever he was at the moment. He did come and see what the yelling was all about.
But the moment he saw the shiny box in mama's hand, his quick reflexes came into action and this is the only shot that mama could take. Sometimes, Buster has a mind of his own.
UPDATE AND ADVISE NEEDED:
Ever since I started feeling poorly and started taking medications, mama and papa bring me the antibiotic-laced tuna to whereever I am, and I'm totally milking this. I could really get used to all of these, the humans at my beck and call.
Anyway, my appointment with this lady vet (I like her) was on Saturday after I completed the second round of antibiotics to cure my suspected UTI. The first round showed some progress, I stopped peeing on the couch (see the newspapers on the couch, that's for my peeing). On the second round, which the humans and the vets all agreed to do since it was not going to harm me and would do me some good, I continued to frequent the kitty litter with small amounts of pee every time. I have always peed in small amounts compared to Buster since I was rescued. And then the unimaginable happened - I peed on the couch twice, which my humans took as a setback.
In addition, mama was a foot from my kitty litter when I visited it and let out a whimper, which took to mean to her that I was hurting.
And so on Saturday, in addition to the follow-up check-up that the vet performed, I also got an x-ray. It did not show any stones, although that didn't mean I did not have stones. There are stones that don't show on x-rays. Or they may just be crystals.
My humans are leaning towards more of homeopathic remedies. The vet has prescribed noms for me and additional round of antibiotics.
Our question is do you know of any nonsurgical way to remove/dissolve stones (in case I have any)? What other conditions would be associated with my symptoms do you know without the help of more costly diagnostic procedures?
Emma has not shown any other changes in behavior. She eats the same amount. She still cannot tolerate Buster. She goes about her daily routine. Although on her last vet visit, she was down by a couple of ounces, which the vet discounted, citing many factors for a loss of a couple of ounces, like if she peed before she got weighed.
Anyway, here's to healthy and happy kitties in 2013. Mwah!!!!