Wednesday, November 19, 2008

In The Hands Of Dr. B.

"Cats are dangerous companions for writers because cat watching is a near perfect method of writing avoidance."

-Dan Greenburg

Hendrix weighs 2.2 lbs! So does Dylan. We are off to a good start!

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Everything is coming up cats! LOL. Ok, let me explain. The new kitties, Dylan and Hendrix, had to go for a visit with Dr. B. yesterday. It was time for a weigh-in, and a check in the ears, and for Dylan, a look at a yucky mouse which had occurred under one of his eyes. That one had me worried. Had he been fighting with his brother Hendrix? Did Hendrix hate his brother? Were we going to have to... gulp... separate the brothers by getting rid of one of them for their own good? There were some questions to be asked, but the last one worried me the most. I am hopelessly in love with my new two sons, but if I had to give one up for their own good, I would do it, as long as they could live a happy life. I have to admit, however, it would have hurt like hell.

Getting a start on leash training, our first session went very, very well! :)

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As it turns out, I was being an overly cautious mommy. Their play is just fine, and the mouse under the eye wasn't the result of hostility, it was something that happens when kittens play. I think I have been a little hypersensitive lately, as I struggle to let go of Elvis, who is still in my thoughts each day when I wake up. It's hard not to miss him, considering that each morning for the last 10 years he woke me with paw pads and kisses. Sometimes I can almost feel him, asleep at my feet, and I just want to not open my eyes, because then I have to face another day without him. I still love him so, so, so much. But within a couple seconds I hear some bells in the other room, and I know that Dylan and Hendrix are playing, and if I call their name, they come running, jump up on the bed, and kisses happen! It feels good to have them greet me with love at the beginning of the day, it's almost as if Elvis somehow whispered in their ears, "Mommy really needs you, so give her kisses when she wakes up." Well, it's a nice thought anyway! :)

Hendrix stalks the invisible mouse!

Dr. B is the best veterinarian in the world, or at least the San Francisco East Bay! I know that in his hands, and those of nurses Mary and Donna, my kitties have the best care available. We knew that when he was caring for Elvis during his cancer treatments. There was so little that could realistically be done for Elvis, in fact, a lot depended on hope. Dr. B. gave us that, and from that hope came the miracle of having the world's best cat, longer then we originally thought possible. Alan and I have joked many times that sometimes we wish be could give up our personal doctor, and just go to Dr. B. for our medical needs. LOL. It's just that in his hands are our children, our boys, and he takes very good care of all of us, in one way or another. :) Thank you Dr. B., once again, for your understanding and generosity. :)

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The next two photos tell you why the bed rarely gets made these days! :)

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Look, Dylan smiles when he sleeps! :)

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"In The Hands Of Dr. B"
Castro Valley, California
November 18th, 2008
Late Afternoon

Note: Friday I will share with you what Dylan's story was before we became a family! Tune in then for my Feline & Furball Friday entry!


Steven said...

Leash training :-) Pickle cat could tell ya a few things about leading his human around!

Poor Dylan, looks like he needs to learn how to duck! Kittens are testing everything out even how much they can dish out and take. Keep an eye on the wound. Abscesses are no fun.

Try rough house play with yourself. Pull a couple of socks over your hand and jump in. If it's dominance fighting between the kittens added a third (you) might tone done the struggle. It's a fine line as the kittens can go too aggressive with you. They are boys!

Laura said...

as we say to the micropreemies in the NICU...welcome to the one kilo club boys!

Solitary Dancer said...

Oh my gosh they are adorable. I am going to love watching them grow up together. :-)

Just beautiful


Indigo said...

Your stealing my heart with these two fur kids of yours. I have four who take over the couch, the bed, even the bathroom sink (Socrates refuses to get a drink anywhere else in the house). Awesome pictures hon. (Hugs)Indigo

Robbie said...

Hi Carly! Thanks for stopping by to say hi. I'm still here. I follow when I can and forget to comment most times. The boys are adorable and I love their names.

IndigoSunMoon said...

They are adorable Carly...and your Dr. B is an angel. I am slowly bringing my animals to my new vet who I adore. That other vet cares about nothing but money anymore.
Love you,

Far Side of Fifty said...

Wonderful kitty photos! I am so glad the vet visit went well, these boys are well into the mode of worming their way into your heart! :)

Suzanne R said...

Aren't they just sooo cute? Adorable little babies! Dr. B sounds like a treasure. Dylan's eye will likely heal up quickly; kittens seem to get those ailments. I hope so, anyway!