I have a sick cat. Not mortally sick, but far more than simply annoyingly sick.
Issy has a wonky thyroid and we’re having issues getting her hormone levels stabilized.
I have to dose her twice a day. Fortunately, since she is a terrible pill taker, there is a compounding pharmacy close by that can make a chicken-flavored suspension that I can camouflage in her rank-smelling chicken-flavored canned food.
It can’t be just any cat food either. Issy is finicky about her meals. Paté only, no gravy or special sauce. Otherwise she just licks the gravy or sauce off the food, leaving the flakes, shreds or whatever the cat food people call it to make it sound more palatable. She tolerates dry food, but only nibbles on that to tide her over the five minutes it takes me to dish out more wet food.
Because of her wonky thyroid, Issy is skinny. Not petite, or svelte, more “bag ‘o bones” skinny. Emaciated skinny, “are you starving her?!” skinny. Which belies the fact that she eats 2 to 3 times (TWO TO THREE TIMES) the amount of food recommended for a feline her current weight. She eats as much as our 45 pound Lab eats, and Issy is still far too thin.
She should be the size of a horse! She’s barely the size of a squirrel.
A blood test this week supported my assertion that her thyroid was still wonky and we needed to do something else. That something else apparently is to bump up her medicine a little more. It also means that I can slip her a few spoonfuls of Greek yogurt on the side.
The poor little varmint. She is still her curmudgeonly self to most people, but will snuggle when she deigns to grace me with her company. I’m worried about my little furkinder. Hopefully, this new Rx dose will kick in soon and we can get a little weight back on her.
I’ve got to fatten her up somehow or she will simply disappear.
“I have felt cats rubbing their faces against mine and touching my cheek with claws carefully sheathed. These things, to me, are expressions of love.” ~ James Herriot
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