The Baby here.
I'm outside in the back, sun-bathing.
Daddy brought out a padded box for me in case I didn't want to rest on the rocks. He, with his puny human intellect, fails to understand that I like laying on hard, pokey surfaces, and damn the soft life!
In fact, I was so comfy I went belly up.
Daddy knows just how I prefer to have my tummy rubbed. It's taken many many many many many biteys to train him, but it's been well worth the effort.
I gave him a nibble as a reward for a well done rubbing.
Kitties, Tuesday I went back to the vet for an ultrasound. (These photos were taken before I had my tummy *gasp* shaved.) The vet didn't see anything unusual, no lumps or masses or swellings--which is good--so she and Mommy have decided to pull out the big guns and combat the infection in my innards with three types of antibiotics, plus another medicine that dissolves gall stones, just in case I have a partially blocked biliary duct--which the vet thinks might be the root of the problem. I get FOUR pills in the morning, one in the evening, milk thistle sprinkled on tuna juice as a snack, and plain yogurt for my gut flora. I need a daytimer to schedule all my stuff! Mommy's a champ piller but she's going to visit Shadow on Friday so Daddy (that gutless wimp) will be taking me to the vet for my pills whilst she's away.
The good news is the vet is optimistic that I can beat back, if not completely eradicate, the infection. I may be taking pills for a while, though.
The bad news is that I've racked up an impressive bill at the vet's office. (fourteen hundred bucks!--ed.)
...the best news is that Marg will be running an auction for my expenses! We'll have more details in a few days, and Mommy will be putting up a PayPal link, too. We have a bunch of cool stuff to auction so I hope you'll take a look.
Once again, thank you for all your purrayers, I think they're the best medicine of all.
XX The Baby XX