Lexi’s Meows – Page 6 – Service Cats U.S.

Does Lexi Have the Zoomies

Meowllo evewypawdy and happy Caturday. Me wants to mention stwaight off dat me joined da Pet Pawade over at Rascal and Roccos. Evewy week weez join ‘em and evewy week mommy furgets to put their link in meez posty. You know sum fings oughtta go wiffout sayin’. Me can’t dictate evewyfin’. Me needs meez booty west. But me did want’cha to know dat meez joinin’ ‘em again this week along wiff many more pawsum pet blogs. Yous oughtta head over, after yous wead and comment on meez posty of course; and check ‘em out. You can go ahead and paw dat linky, it’ll open in anudder window so you can finish here furst.

So, most of ya’ know dat sissy has a Facebook page wiff hers name on it. Weez change out and make posties on each udders pages all da time, and meez bloggy goes up there evewyday. Or at least evewy time me can get mommy to take dictation. Anyways, she asked ow furiends ifin they wuld like a daily chwonicle ‘bout how she be duin’, how da meds awe workin’ and so on. Mommy wanted to keep a wecord fur hers selff and they fawt ifin ow furiends wuz innewested this wuld be a purrfect way to journal it. Well we hav da mostest pawsumest furiends in da universe and of course they all sed yes, they wanna hear all ‘bout it. So Lexi posted yesfurday after dinner and it wuz mostly borin’ cuz da day had gone purretty good. Well she spoke too soon. Yous wanna knmow why?

Well just let me tell ya’. It went sumfin’ like this. Mommy wuz takin’ dictation when me had to go to da pawdee box. (she shlda took dat time to add da linky to da Pet Pawade) Just as me headed back, sis Lexi came wunnin’ fwu da house like hers pants wuz on fire. She had hers tail tucked down and hers hiney all sucked up. Come on yous ladies know what meez talkin’ ‘bout when yous twyin’ to get in those jeans you wore when you wuz still a teenager?. Anyways, me had to go so me didn’t fink much ‘bout it. Maybe hers meds is givin’ hers da zoomies. Well me wuz in da pawdee box twyin’ to do meez businesss and me heard mommy say, “Oh Lexi. It’s okay sweety, accidents happen. Let me help ya’. Honey, don’t run off. Wait!! Stop!!” but did sissy wait or stop? Nope hers whizzed past me and into da udder pawdee box hers went wiff mommy hot on hers heels.

Lexi: Well Dezi ledid me tell ya’ sumfin’, derz nubbin’ okay bowt dat smell or feelin’ or habbin’ a ji-unt chayzin abter ya’ wiv a wad ov toylit payper cuz sumfin’ beez hayngin’ frum youz hinee-bow. Itz jiz down rite im-bayrizun. Jiz cuz youz doo it awl da time duzunt meen I’z wanna habz a tern.

Well sissy me dusn’t like it, but it just happens sumtimes wiff all meez fur. At least yous not hav all da bwitches me has. Anyways, wiff all this commotion goin’ on it’s a wunnew me wuz able to handle meez business. Altho’ guess me spoke too soon. Cuz da nex fing me heard wuz mommy hollewin’, “Oh My Bloomin’ Cat!!!! Cant’t either of you hit the pawdee box? Me had a little stickin’ purrawlem too, and it fell off to da floor when me jumped outta da pawdee box. And…..pawently mommy went and stepped in it. (snickers) Okay yous wight, it wusn’t funny (chuckles under her breath). Poor mommy. All she wuz twyin’ to do wuz hav a cup of hot coffee. And she’s almost out. Da only fing we can say to dat is, why shuld we change how ow house wuns just cuz yous at da bottom of da coffee can mommy. Ifin yous been followin’ eever of us fur anytime yous know dat mommy rarely if ever gets to sit down and hav a whole cup of fwesh hot coffee. Well mommy had a big ole mess to clean up in da pawdee box woom cuz of course mw didn’t hit da piddle pads eever. And of course after mommy stepped in it and smooshed it evewywhere it wusn’t gunna be an easy job. No, don’t worry weez not hav any fotos of this. Poor mommy wuz gwossed out she wuldn’t subject yous all to it. And all this happened in da foo hours after Lexi posted hers update on Facebook. Hope all of you hav fings movin’ nowmally and not be havin’ dirty bloomers fur yous mommys to clean. And we hope yous hav a pawsum Caturday.

Till da nex time……………..Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi

My Purrfect Day With Mommy

Hay y’all Lexi heer agin. Hoep youz awl dooin’ grayt. I’z gunna git too tell youz awl bowt minez day wiv mommy abter weez levt da VETs. Az I’z toldid youz da udder day mommy had sided too leev sis Dezi hoem and jiz mayk it a day fur da too ov us. I’z awlwayz lubz when I’z git too spend time alown wiv mommy. Mommy had purrawmizt lawtz ov fun, and I’z awlwayz up fur fun. Soz weez finelee gawdid owtta dat pawful playz and lowdid back up in da kar. Mommy had too tawk a bit on da sell fone afur we had owr adbentshur. Finelee she hung up da fone and we wuz awff.

Owr firzt stawp wuz da wallee werld. Okay nawt zaklee minez idee ov a good time, but sumtimez hoomanz habz dibrunt ideez bowt fun din us kitteez. And youz will neber bulleeb whut happind nex. Seez mommy keepz deez “piddull padz in da bawttum ov da strowler cuz Dezi habz a tendinsee too piddull awl ober mommy when she habz too goze too da VET. I’z kin tell ya’ itz purrawllee cuz of awl dat skwishin’ himz duz too da bladder. Anywayz I’z gittin’ awv trak. Day sez it happinz when youz git owelder. Well mommy gawdid da strowler owtta da kar and in awl da foeldin’ and unfoeldin’ she haddunt reelized dat da bawttum had kumm unsnapt and wuz daynglin’ untill piddull padz stardid flyin’ rownd da parkin’ lawt. Youz shulda seed it. Now dat wuz fun.

Peepz wuz poyntin and laffin’ and da wind wuz blowin’ mommyz hare eber which way. And mommy wuz tryin’ too gavver up da piddull padz and refazzun da bawttum awl at da saym time. Finelee diz kootsee little girly kaymed oweber and azdid ibin mommy needid sum help. She had a handfull ov owr piddull padz. She toldid me how gawjuz I’z wuz and toeldid mommy she uzed too habz a kitty but herz pawrintz woodn’t ledid herz keep it. Mommy azdid ibin shez fownd it a good hoem, and she sed, “yes, my parents.” Hmmmmm feenkin’ herz elebayter duzn’t goze awl da way too da tawp. Anywayz, weez gawdid, well mommy gawdid us awl toogedder and intoo da store weez wendid. Weez had gawdid a kuppull givt kardz too wallee werld fur Christmas soz mommy had planz ov gittin’ me sum treetz and herz sum mowr ov dat kawvee cuz it wuz on sayl and herz duzn’t wanna run owt.

There wuz lawtz ov peepz smilin’ at me and fawl-lowin us wownd da stower. Mommy awlwayz lookz fur any awppurrtunitee too edjukayt peepz ‘bowt Service Cats and anipalz in jinnerull soz herz wuz lizzenin fur aneepawdee dat mite say doze majikull werdz…”Why’s a cat in the store in a stroller?” But nopawdee eber did. She musta awlredee edjukaydid eberpawdee dat wuz der. MOL And din jiz az weez hed-did fur da chekowt a kootsee little gerlee sed, “Mommy look it’s Smowkee,” and she poyndid toowerdz me. Herz mommy sed, “No, but it is a beautiful cat.” Well dat wuz nuff fur mommy too stawp and gibz a little lezzun. Lezzun oweber and weez finelee hed-did owtta dat lowd playz. Din weez wendid too da Mikee Deez too git sum baykun. Now datz minez idee ov da fun. And I’z eeben saybed sum fur Dezi. Din weez hed-did hoem.

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And OMC When weez gaawdid hoem der wuz a box waytin’ fur me. I’z stardid beezin’ pikee bowt what I’z wood eet and soz minez and Deziz pawsum Facebook awnty Jennifer and grand awnty Peggy sendid me a kupple kayziz ob nomz. Faynk youz soz much. Az youz saw in minez lazt poeztee I’z lubbed ‘em and am eetin’ good too, speshullee now dat mommyz figgered owt when too gibz me minez medzin soz it duzn’t interfeer wiv minez nomz. Anywayz dat wuz minez purrfek day wiv mommy. Dezi wandid me too pawlow-jize cuz weez gawdid behind in owr biztin’ agin. Mommyz nu kayz manujer kaymd oweber and soz weez didn’t git too habz pooter time, but weez’ll git kawt up soon nubb. I’z wanna sayz a meowzee big Faynk ya’ too da Kitty Cat Chronicles fur minez badge. I’z lubz it, and relee purreshayt awl da purrs and purrayers youz awl bin sendin’ minez way. Jiz keep ’em kummin’ ibin ya’ don’t mind.

Az Dezi sez, Till da nex time………..Be Blest!!!

Lubz and Hugz and Kitty Kissez

Lexi and Dezi

Whoa…That’s a Needle

Hay y’all, Lexi heer. I’z dun gawn and hijacked Deziz bloggy soz I’z kuld tell youz bowt owr day. Soz I’z gezz youz kuld kawl diz Lexiz Werld. MOL Anywayz y’all noze I’z wendid too da VET cuz I’z nawt binna feelin’ soz good. Korz I’z fawt I’z wuz feelin’ much better. And dat wuz faynkz too awl youz purrayerz and support. I’z shur doo purreshayte it. Well mommy had fawt I’z wuz gunna habz me a blud tezt. And she wuz a little wereed. Troof beez towld herz wuz a lawt wereed, but she woodn’t let on like it rownd me.

A a anywayz, mommy wuz gittin’ us redee too goze and feenkin’ bowt da trip (weez kood tell) and raynglin’ bowff of us and sided dat Dezi kood stay home and we wood mayk it a Lexi and mommy day owt. Seez da ownlee feeng Dezi duz dat I’z doent iz alert afur mommy passiz owt. but ya’ noze mommy habz awlwayz node dat eber kitty habz node it wuz gunna happin weez jiz didn’t doo noze little danziz and beez awl kutesee like Dezi duz. But after Deziz kutenezz stardid mommy began too watch me too see ibin I’z happind too doo anyfeeng, and whutd’ya’ noze, I’z stardid meowin’ like I’z doo at dinner time. Soz awl wuz good too leeb Dezi hoem and jiz habz a day fur da 2 of us. Weez finelee gawdid too da VETz and dayz wayd me and shur nuff I’z habz lawzt sum wayt. Din weez wendid back too da room too wayt on Dr. C. I’z relee wuz dredin’ dat and waydid in da strowler.

Finelee in himz wawlkz awl hapee and how ya’ dooin’ too mommy and awl. Whut dibberenz duz it mayk how mommy iz, weez heer fur me aynt we? Soz ontoo da taybull I’z went and himz sed, “Well her bladder’s full and I think a urinalysis would let me know if she has diabetes and a few other things as well az being easier on her.” Soz mommy sed, “so you don’t want to do a blood panel?” and himz sed, “Not if we can find our answers in the urine.” Soz da nize little gerlee kaymed intoo da room and held me down too da taybull and Dr. C…well himz stuck dat old needull rite intoo minez bladder. Iz himz NUTZ? Ibin ownlee I’z habz teef. I’z wooda toldid himz where too put dat needull. Well himz took minez deepawzit and left da room. When himz reeterned himz had wun of da teztz wiff himz and stardid splaynin too mommy awl bowt it, and herz eyez stardid leekin’. Soz I’z gunna let herz tell ya’ what himz sed.

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Thank you Lexi, I had a great time spending the day with you. And I’m sorry Dr. C stuck you with a needle, but we needed to know how to help you. Dr. C said that Lexi’s urine isn’t being concentrated enough because the liver is getting old and giving out. And that she has early stage Renal disease. He said that for now we would treat it with a supplement called Azodyl given twice a day. This is suppose to help take the pressure off the liver and process some of the toxins that her liver can’t. He didn’t do a blood test at this time because he felt it wasn’t needed since their was no sugar in her urine and diabetes had been the course of thought until now. And the tests he did perform on the urine were pretty extensive. He wants her on the Azodyl for a week and if she improves we’ll do nothing further as far as testing at this time. If she doesn’t improve, then we’ll have to go back and run more tests to determine what else might be the problem. As for her diagnosis, I would have preferred cantankerous old gal, but we believe in God and prayer, so we will ask you for your continued prayers. Lexi and Dezi are my world, and for the last almost 16 years I’ve done very little without Lexi. She is still so full of life and love, and has so much more to share with the world and with me. Thank you for all your support. This Azodyl is not cheap, and if it works, will be a forever thing. So we have put a donate button on our sidebar. As we can’t use HTML code, it only links to PayPal. You still have to enter our email address to donate. And if you choose friends and family, there is no fee charged to you for a transfer. I would very much like to thank the girls “awnty Ann” who paid todays entire bill.

Yep I’z wanna faynk herz too. And weez’ll beez meetin’ herz nex week, and weez’ll habz a grayt poeztee too shayr bowt dat too. Anywayz I’z gunna git off heer now thiz old gal may still habz it, but itz bin a lawng day and I’z redee fur a little nap. And I’z wanna faynk awnty Jennifer and grand awnty Peggy fur da delishuz nomz dat wuz waytin’ on me when weez gawdid hoem. Ibin youz lizzen reel kloez youz kin heer me smakin’. Dat wuz sum pawsum lamb. I’z jiz mite habz too hijack da blog agin’ too tell youz bowt da rezt of owr day.

Soz, as Dezi sez…Till da nex time…Beez Blest!!!

Lubz and Hugz and Kitty Kissez

Lexi and Dezi and mommy

Lucky’s Silence Cost…

Meowllo everybody Lexi here and in charge for one more day. Dezi will be coming back from all the fun at the Cat Scout Jamboree today, so I’m going to wrap up our series on UTI’s. I saved Lucky’s story for today because I wanted you all to have a better understanding of this horrid disease, and we needed to prepare ourselves to relive it in writing.

Lucky was born on April 1st in 1999. He was 28 days older than me. And of course from a completely different litter, mother and father. Mommy rescued him and his 2 brothers when they were 2 weeks old. He was a feisty little kitten and took to mommy right away. And when I came into the picture we became inseparable. He was a great helper for mommy, and another rather large boy. He was a flame point Siamese and very chatty. He and mommy would carry on conversations for hours at a time. And he was a huge mommy’s boy. He would follow mommy everywhere. Altho’ I love to sit in mommy’s lap, Lucky wasn’t big on lap laying. But he would always squeeze into the chair or whatever mommy was sitting on so he could be close to her. We moved with mommy quite a few times in our lives till we ended up where we are now. And he was a happy kitty who just enjoyed life.

We both had yearly checkups at the vet and always left with a good report. That’s why his death came as such a shock to us. Let me just say Lucky and me loved to eat. We never wanted to miss a meal. And anytime we didn’t feel good, we wanted mommy to hold us and pray over us which is not typical cat behavior. Normally when a cat is unwell it will hide. Not us tho’, mommy just says it’s because of our unique bonds. So one night 10 years ago December 22 mommy started getting our dinner together and called for us as she always did. Naturally I came running and sat watching mommy prepare our dinner. But Lucky didn’t come to the kitchen. Mommy called and called to him and nothing. Not even a meow. Member I said he wuz really chatty. So mommy told me to wait a minute and she went to look for Lucky.

In the bedroom under mommy’s jewelry box Lucky lay. Mommy asked him if he was hungry, which always elicited a loud deep meow. But not this time. He just looked up at her. So mommy reached down and gave him a pat on his head and picked up all 36 pounds of him and carried him to the kitchen. Once there she sat him down and went back to preparin’ our dinner. There was a box in the floor that we had been playing in. Mommy looked over and Lucky was trying to balance on the edge. He made no sound and had no expression that said something was wrong. So mommy brought us our plates. Lucky ate a couple of bites but continued to go to the box and try to balance on it. After a few times, finally he left a drop of urine in the box. Only it wasn’t urine he left, but blood. Mommy had been a vet tech a very long time ago and when she saw the blood she panicked. She grabbed the phone and Lucky and called the VET who said to bring him in immediately.

Once they arrived at the VETs office Lucky and mommy were rushed to a room and tests began as well as questions. The typical ones, you know, How long has he been straining? How many times a day does he use the litter box. What size were the clumps in the litter box, has he gone outside the box and, has he been yowling?. Unfortunately mommy’s answers were, “this was the first time I noticed anything was wrong. He ate fine this morning and had a great litter box deposit.” Lucky was poked and palpated and x-rayed and finally the VET came back and said he had a complete blockage. It appeared as tho’ he had scar tissue that had developed over the years and it had almost completely closed his urethra. Mommy begged the VET to fix him and was told he really needed surgery but that couldn’t be done until he was stabilized. She wanted to put a catheter in and let him release the toxins in his bladder and hope they hadn’t already traveled throughout his urinary tract which could end up causing liver failure. Our VET at the time new mommy’s financial situation and so she developed a course of action that required mommy to take Lucky home and watch his catheter and force him to drink water. She wouldn’t discuss payment arrangements with mommy. She said she wanted to try the catheter and see what happens. She told mommy that she couldn’t afford the surgery nor could she afford to leave him at the clinic because they were going to be charging holiday rates for any animal in the clinic until after the new year. At that time mommy had never really dealt with this type of thing before and had no idea how serious it was, much less that it could be deadly. And the VET wasn’t actually giving her any other options.

Assuming our VET had Lucky’s best interest at heart and was trying to help mommy out, she didn’t argue. She brought Lucky back home with his catheter and instructions to put newspaper in the litter box and bring him back in the next day. They were going to be closed for Christmas on the 24th and 25th. Lucky seemed miserable but never once cried out. The next day December 23rd mommy and Lucky again went off to the VET. Not much had changed, and the vet sent mommy and Lucky home once more with instructions to force feed and force water into him. Mommy pleaded with the Vet for something else to help him. She just kept saying there had to be something they could do to help him and take away the pain. The vet told mommy she didn’t have the money for those kinds of treatments and that’s why people in her situation shouldn’t have animals. Mommy cried and cried and tried to force Lucky to eat and drink and we prayed and prayed over him so that he wouldn’t be in pain and he would get better. Mommy called around to other VETs but being the Christmas holidays they had all closed and weren’t seeing new patients on an emergency basis. And mommy new she didn’t have the money if one had actually said yes. I know my mommy, and she woulda gone even without the money if one had said yes. But according to “everyone” we were seeing the best VET for cats in town.

And then at 3:22 a.m. on December 25th Lucky crawled from mommy’s lap to the litter box and collapsed and died. Following his death mommy researched like crazy and learned everything she could about this horrible illness. She could never find an explanation for why Lucky had scar tissue in the first place, Nor could she determine when if ever he had been stricken with a UTI in the past. How could every VET we had ever seen not have known this? Lucky’s death left us with no answers, only questions. It also almost destroyed mommy because all she could hear over and over again, was the VETs words that people in her situation (poverty stricken) shouldn’t have animals. It wasn’t the first time mommy had been told this, and most certainly wouldn’t be the last. So mommy blamed herself for Lucky’s demise.

Of course we found a new VET after that and mommy did make it as did I, but we were both lost for a very long time. We still miss Lucky but are so grateful that he is no longer in pain, and awaits us in heaven. And mommy named UTI’s the Silent Killer. They can happen to any animal at any time, for no apparent reason. And they can go from mild to deadly in just a few short hours. So again we say to you, if you suspect your cat or other animal is sick or having trouble eliminating/urinating, DON’T WAIT!!! GO TO THE VETRANARIAN ASAP!!! It could mean the difference between life and death. Lucky’s silence cost mommy a piece of her heart, but it cost him his life.

We had hoped to have tried this by now, but we’ve had a lot of other things going on and haven’t had the chance. We would be remiss if we didn’t tell you about it tho’. There is a new litter on the market that claims to be able to alert you to problems with a cats urinary tract. And if you order right now, you can get a 1 month supply (14 pounds) for free, just pay $4.95 shipping and handling. Mommy says that if you’ve ever gone through this before, there is no price to high to pay for an early warning. If you’re interested in the Perfect Litter, you may order it here and try it for yourself. We truly hope that we have helped someone and their beloved furry to avoid going thru what we had to with Lucky. Thank you all for reading the blog while Dezi was gone. I know she misses all of you and will be glad to be posting again. We are joining Athena’s Caturday Art Blog Hop. You can see lots of other great photos around today. Have a great Caturday.

And we have a favor to ask of you. Our sweet furiend Nylablue has come to a turning point and isn’t doing well at all. We would ask you to purray fur her and her mommy Miss Sherri Ellen. Fank you.

Till the next time……………Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Lexi and Cat Scout Dezi

Till da nex time……………..Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi and Lexi

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Az Dezi sez, Till da nex time………..Be Blest!!!

Lubz and Hugz and Kitty Kissez

Lexi and Dezi

Ibin youz kant seez da video, click heer.

Soz, as Dezi sez…Till da nex time…Beez Blest!!!

Lubz and Hugz and Kitty Kissez

Lexi and Dezi and mommy

And we have a favor to ask of you. Our sweet furiend Nylablue has come to a turning point and isn’t doing well at all. We would ask you to purray fur her and her mommy Miss Sherri Ellen. Fank you.

Till the next time……………Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Lexi and Cat Scout Dezi