Needled 24/7: Furball

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Update on Furball!

Last week Furball had been at the Vet's because he was peeing all over the place! He's always been a crazy litterbox-digger ever since I can remember and we thought he was just neurotic, as I had mentioned it before at both of his vets and neither one seemed concerned. This time, he was noticeably not well. The vet did about a grand of work on my free kitty, and it turns out that he has bladder stones, which is common in male cats his age. We were glad it wasn't worse, because cats his age can often become diabetic. Perhaps not this time, Furball is a very active cat.

Sent home with a course of antibiotics (the stones can sometimes cause infections as well) and a new urinary-tract health diet (which isn't as expensive as insulin, at least) there is approximately a million percent improvement in my little kitty. He goes to the litterbox a normal amount of times(!) and is very energetic and friendly. As he is quite well, it does not appear at this time that we will have to get him surgery or further treatment. It was, as I must admit, very very worth the price because my home is no longer COVERED in the evidence of his many litterbox trips. I only need to vacuum weekly, my floors are furniture are clear of litter. ...And we may get to keep our little buddy around for another 8 years.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Look at me now, I'm gettin' cat furrr.

Me channeling Troy Polamalu's hair, with my best friend.

I've been thinking a lot about yesterday's post...I love Balloon, but I've never really written or posted anything about Furball here anywhere I'm pretty sure. His Twitter is silent, but that's not really his style. He's been the star of the show for as long as we've known him. Furball's time with us began back in 2007. Zach and I were just looking at cats on Craigslist...we weren't really considering actually getting a cat until we saw the listing. Irwin, PA. I knew that cat! Furball used to belong to my stepsister, who decided to give up her cats whenever she had a baby. I emailed right away. One of life's greatest treasures didn't cost me a cent (up front, anyway).

Furball is Balloon's exact opposite. He's beautiful, but kinda dumb. He's great at jumping. He loves catnip. He can run really fast. He'll eat just about anything, including things that he shouldn't (like the time I'm pretty sure he got a hold of a bay leaf and threw up 14 times in a row). If curiosity killed any cat, it would be him. He's so noisy; if he doesn't like something, he'll tell you right away. Furball is incredibly snuggly, friendly and (with people) social. He's everyone's favorite, and I've heard it more than once "He's really more like a dog than a cat".

We love him so much we spent a lot of money bringing him on our 2700-mile move. Best of all, I've had him so long, I didn't have to take any pictures for this post. I have plenty I've been taking them for years, doing nothing with about 1000+ pictures of Furball just looking amazing. Here are some of my favorites.