Today is Piccola's last day. Mom isn't feeling well, but, she's trying to have all the strengh that she can and trying not to think too much about tomorrow, when Piccola will have her last trip, before her journey through the Rainbow Bridge. I tell Mom that she should cry all she wants because that'll make her feel better. But I look at her eyes and I know that she's trying to be strong and trying not to cry in front of others, specially in front of Piccola. I don't know if Piccola knows, but she's calm. Mom said she's going to give Piccola a bath today, then sit with her and have a talk. Sometimes, Mom used to sit with Piccola and have talks and Piccola looked at her like she understands everything (of course, we pets know a lot more than humand can ever imagine). Now, Mom doesn't do that anymore because Piccola can't hear and doesn't pay attention to Mom when she's talking. But Mom will try it anyway. Mom will explain to Piccola her decision and how hard it has been for her to make it. She'll explain Piccola the procedure and will tell her that there's nothing to be afraid of, and that she'll be free of all pains and will not suffer any more; she'll feel like when she's sleeping. I know Piccola will understand and accept it, she trusts Mom.
It's important to maintain a good mood when you have problems and sickness, specially between your family, including your pets. But it's soooooooooo hard! It's been a bad month for Mom because some of us, her pets, have been sick. You already know about Liah. She's in a more intensive treatment of antibiotics and Mom is taking really good care of her. Prince had a rash and was scraching a lot, but Mom took him to the Vet, too, and with a shot and some drops he's feeling better already. The saddest note is now. Do you remember my oldest sister, Piccola? She's a 19 years old chihuahua. Yes, 19 years. She's been a healthy loving companion for a long, really loooooong time for Mom. For some time, Piccola have been suffering from some unusual behavior. She tends to walk to the left instead of straight forward. Mom thought that it was because Piccola can barely see. But, there have been a few times now that Piccola walks in circles: she walks and walks and walks until she drops exhausted and dizzy. Mom consulted with a few Vets and everyone told her that it should be that she's having little brain hemorrhages and that soon she'll probably have a big one. Mom knows that Piccola is suffering. Sometimes she doesn't want to eat, sometimes she cries or is very nervous and can't sleep properly. The Vet told Mom that it's time for Piccola to cross the Rainbow Bridge. I haven't write about it before because Mom didn't want me to. I think she was on denial. But now, she's facing the truth about Piccola's condition. This next week, Piccola will be crossing the RB, probably next Tuesday. Here's a video of Piccola walking in circles.
Today Mom took Liah to the 3rd Vet to have a new medical opinion. She was out all day, two hour drive to a city called Guaynabo and two hours back to where we live.
The new Vet used to see me, and my brothers. We used to live there, so he knows Liah and me. He ckecked Liah's medical history and spoke to Mom about what had happened. He agreed with Mom that Liah should not be operated again at this moment. He prescribed another antibiotics, along with the other one she's taking now. If she doesn't get well, they will perform a study that will let the Vet see where is the tissue damage (similar to a radiology). After that, he will operate if that's still needed.
Mom came tired but relief. Liah behaved like an angel, I heard Mom said. Well, usually she is very good, the only thing that she does that Mom don't like is when she sits repeatedly on Prince's head or body, but she does that to play.
I will keep you post on her health. Meanwhile thanks for your concern.
Below is a video of Mom giving Liah a head massage to ease today's stress. Liah loves it! She gets so relaxed that even takes her little tongue out.
Mom and I are very thankful to all our furry friends and human friends that are giving us their moral support, opinions and advice. Also to the ones that are including my sister Liah on their pawcircles. Mom decided to follow the advice of most of you and take Liah to the third Vet. He's two hours away, but it's worth the effort. Another good suggestion was to take her to the Vet School, but there's none in the island.
I'll give you follow ups on Liah's condition. Thanks again for all your words.
Remember, three month ago Liah was sick, she had a bump in her neck? They made an biopsy and she didn't had cancer. What a relief! The Vet recommended antibiotics and apparently she got well.
Well, guess what, she got a bacteria from where they had the biopsy taken. Mom took her to the same Vet and he prescribed again the same antibiotics. After a month or so Liah continued to be sick, so Mom took her to another Vet. This Vet said that the antibiotics the first Vet prescribed was not effective at all and the she got a bacteria from the procedure the first Vet used to do the biopsy. This new Vet operated on Liah's neck and prescribed a new antibiotics. This medicine didn't work either, so Mom took her again to the same Vet and he changed the antibiotics. After 10 days of taking two new antibiotics she continues to be sick. Today, Mom went again to the Vet and, guess what, he recommended another operation. Can you believe it? Mom said she doesn't think another operation will be good for Liah or for her pocket, if you understand. What Liah has is a very bad and stubburn bacteria, the skin is open and bleeding somewhat.
Mom is crush, she's been very worry and crying. I heard her say she is going to take Liah to another Vet, two hours away from where we live. I also heard that she was complaining about the fact that there are no laws regarding malpractice of medical issues relating pets. Also, that some vets get the money for the treatments even if they are useful or not. There are no consequences of their acts.
This is the second time Mom has this problem. Four years ago she lost her beloved lab called Sofia, now she thinks this could happen again. She's very frightened and worry sick. I heard her says: "if Liah dies I won't have another dog", and I think Mom is telling the truth. Every time one of us is sick she suffers too much. I have to talk her out of doing that. She cares so much about us that it will be a pity not to be a mother of all the potential pets that are around us.
What do you think Mom should do, take Liah to another Vet or give in and have Liah operated again? Tell me what I should do to convince Mom to keep on adopting us cats and dogs.
Here's a friend called Whiska Pusskat. He has a beautiful blog but apparently he doesn't get many visitors. He's sick with Feline Leukemia and FIV, but he's on a treatment and doing a little better. Please, visit him and leave messages so he and his humans knows he has good friends in our online community. I knew about Whiska through another new friend, Huffle Mawson, Explorer Cat. Huffle's from Australia. Beautiful country.
Mom thinks I sleep all day and do nothing. What she doesn't know is that I'm really supervising everything around me. I have to check if the sofa is comfortable enough, if the bed is soft, if it's cool enough under the dinner table and so on. Like today, Mom left the car's door open, so duty called me. I got in to check everything around: seats, steering wheel, dashboard, instruments, floor, trunk, etc. After all the work inside, I got outside and check the transmission and the air on the wheels.
This month is my half anniversary of having a blog. I never dreamt of having a blog and now it's been 6 months since I started one. Amazing! And, to my knowledge, I'm the first and only Puertorrican cat to have his own blog and Twitter account. Oh, I feel so unique! And alone? Noooo, of course not. I have a lot of beautiful friends around the world. That is really impressive! So, I want to thank all my furry friends for reading my blog and commenting on it. Your comments make me feel really happy! The only not-so-possitive thing is that I want to use the computer at the same time Mom wants to use it, too. That's why I keep telling her that I should have my own computer, so I'll be out of her way. Maybe at my one year anniversary she'll surprise me with a laptop (if not, I know where she hides her credit cards...).
Mom was smarter than me and tricked me to enter the pet taxi. Oh, I don't know how she does that. Anyway, she took me to a friend of hers, that works with a vet, to cut my hair. She doesn't like when the vet gives me a tranquilizer for grooming, but Mom's friend talks to me while he cuts the hair. I don't like it anyway, but he finds the way; although, it takes all day to finish. Mom's friend is not a professional groomer that's why he decides to leave my legs and paws all hairy. Mom says that now I look like Shrek's Puss in Boots. Damn Rumpelstiltskin, I even have the same belly! All these haircutting and comparisons have left me exhausted. But Mom says it's not over. She bought a waterless shampoo because she thinks she's gonna give me some kind of bath.
Tomorrow, Mom is taking me to the vet to have a haircut. She thinks I don't know, but, OH, I KNOW! Today, I've been making plans to escape tomorrow morning. She thinks she can trap me inside the house, but to do that, first I have to come in. That's the thing, I'm not going to enter for anything in the world. The problem is that I might miss breakfast, but I'll see if I can convince Prince to take out my dish just after Mom fills it. Mom says I need a haircut because my hair is all tangled since I hate to be combed. But I don't want to look like this again: Anyway, I have to go now, I'm in my neighbor's computer. I still have no Internet service. I hear the neighbor.
You know how important is something to you when you don't have it anymore. The Internet is down at home. Now, I have to sleep all day and night because I can't write in my blog. Mom is writing this note that I'm dictating her over the phone to let you know why I'm not writing lately. I hope they fix it soon. Don't forget about me, please! I'll come back soon!
You know? It's important to be friendly to our Earth, it's the only one we have! Contamination is killing our Earth and each one of us can do at least something to stop that madness. So, I decided to plant a tree, well not me, but the people at this site will do it for me. I got the idea from my friend Pumpkin. You can have your tree, too! Just click on the carbon neutral badge and it will take you to the site, then follow the instructions to get your own badge. Puerto Rico is a tiny island, but I want it to stay as green as it can be.
Mom told me that I should share some knowledge with my furry friends. I decided that I can teach you some basic Spanish words (palabras en español). Here's a list of some common words and phrases:
Hello= Hola Good morning= Buenos dias Good afternoon= Buenas tardes Good night= Buenas noches What's your name?= ¿Cómo te llamas? My name is... = Mi nombre es... What time is it?= ¿Qué hora es? Friend= Amigo Furry = Peludo Dog= Perro Cat= Gato Pet= Mascota Mom= Mamá Dad= Papá Brother= Hermano Sister= Hermana Party= Fiesta Nap= Siesta Home= Hogar Blog= Bitácora
Here, my asistant, Liah, is going to say some Spanish sentences so you can hear how to say the words. Liah says: Hola. Me llamo Liah. Amo a mi mamá y a mis amigos peludos. Me gusta mi hogar y jugar mucho (that is: "Hello. My name is Liah. I love my Mom and my furry friends. I like my home and to play a lot.").
Here in Puerto Rico, most people love pets. You can find at least one pet in almost every family house. It can be a dog, a cat, birds, fishes, hamsters and others not so "normal", like pigs, horses, gigantic lizards and many more.
But, there are other people that don't like animal, even hate them. How can anybody hate this face? Anyway, there are people, too, that love animals so much that try to help the ones less fortunate. There are many-many animal rescues and welfare organizations in Puerto Rico. Here's web page with a list of many of them: saveasato.org .
There's another one: P.A.W.S., The Puerto Rico Animal Welfare Society. I've been there, it's in the beach! There's a vet that save homeless animals, takes care of them and find them homes, even in the U.S.A, so there are fellow puertorican furry friends all over the universe... ok, maybe not all over the universe, but in the U.S.
Anyway, the problem is that all those shelters are not enough to receive all homeless animals. People have to be more considerate and responsible with their pets, take care of them and never abandon them to their fate. After all, we are humans best friends.
Hi, I'm Pirulo, Piru for my friends. I am a husky handsome ManCat that have a mind of my own and some interesting ideas to share. I'm the first Puerto Rican cat in Twitter and the only one that writes a blog.