Macky, Mowie, and Sunny

Here’s just a bunch of pictures that have been piling up on the camera…

Mac got his stitches out yesterday!! Not without drama of course, thats not Macky’s style…

We pulled into the parking lot of Mike’s condo and turned around to tell Mac we were home and he’s completely covered in blood. Possibly the most blood I’ve ever seen come out of anyone, let alone a 7lb cat. We both panicked and were ready to turn around and bring him back to the vet, but we had no clue where he was bleeding from. He calmed down within a few seconds and we decided to bring him in and clean him up. We still have no clue what happened to him, but he immediately started playing and wasn’t in pain. Sunny managed to spit out a tooth yesterday since they are almost (1.5 days!) six months old and losing their baby teeth. Sunny didn’t bleed when he lost his at all, never mind mass amounts. Leave it to Mac to get himself in trouble again.

Lives Left:

Sunny- 9

Mowie- 8

Macintosh- 7 6.

He’s had a rough 6 months.

we want to put a video up of Mac happy to be free and with his brother again, since he’s been awfully cute, so check back :)

I found three four more pictures on my hard drive of Romeo. I remember always taking pictures of Romeo, but where have they all gone? Regardless, as I find them, I will certainly post them all.

Thank you to everyone who posted a comment, or two, in the previous entry. You don’t know how nice it was to come home from work to find several comments about Romeo. It makes the healing go a bit smoother.

Thank you, Romeo, for all the wonderful memories you have given our family. You were an incredible best friend to all of us. I’ll miss you dearly, and you’ll continually be in my thoughts.

It seems like just yesterday we were in the dentist’s office when we found out about you. The next day, I believe, we made the trip over to your birth place. You were the first puppy I laid eyes on; the cutest one in the bunch. You had such unique colors, with a broad chest of white.

We brought you home in a random towel. You were such a mush; scared from being taken from your home, but still curious about where you were going. The first few nights all you would do is bark and howl. We thought you were home sick and missed your momma. Little did we know then that the howling was just the tip of the iceberg of your cookiness.

The next several weeks you began to love us more and more. I can still remember laughing when you couldn’t climb down our steps. You’d cry and cry until one of us brought you down in our arms. Then you’d wobble up the stairs with your tail wagging as if you had no idea five seconds ago you were just crying.

For the longest time we had to carry you outside to let you do your business. Can you imagine that I used to love just bringing you outside to let you go poop? Strange, I know, but you were the cutest little thing. When it was dark out, you used to blend in with the shrubs and the grass. You used to make me so nervous, you don’t know how many times I thought I had lost you out there.

As we each got older, you never changed your love for any one of us. You’re ways of greeting us when we walked in the door has always been inspiring. I never knew of a best friend that was so happy when we came home. I’ll miss that happy greeting puppy. You don’t know how happy, each time, that made me. I know, I know, I always told you to stop jumping and the like when greeting me, but come on, you were bigger than I was.

You were such an amazing best friend to me, to all of us. Thank you for all the memories, for all the laughs, for all the fun times.

I cannot believe over ten years have come and gone.  Even the other night, although you weren’t feeling good, you made me feel so special.  You lifted your head up with all your energy just to greet me, just to say hello.  It was so hard for me to hold back the tears.  I knew you couldn’t bark, but I could still hear you barking away as I walked in the room.  For that brief second or two, your eyes, once again, lit up.  You seemed so happy to see me.  I was so happy to see you.  You are such an incredible best friend.

As I drove home last night, I thought of all of our memories together.  It was so hard driving home, even harder trying to sleep that night.  I felt so bad for you, for your suffering and discomfort.  And as today went on and mom thought you were doing better, thinking of you possibly passing soon became a bit easier.  Mom took you for your daily long walk, you ate well, you drank well.  You even followed her around for most of the day.  You gave today for her, and I thank you for that.  I think we all needed to see that puppy in you for one more day.  I know in my heart that you did that for all of us.  You’ve always been so good keeping us smiling and laughing.  Even today you kept us smiling.

I’ll miss you so much.

Yes we haven’t posted on here in a while…that’s because Mac’s days are relatively the same now. He’s been doing great, possibly too well. He’s not supposed to play for 7-10 days, but by day 4, Mac was getting antsy. He has nothing to play with in his makeshift room (Mike’s closet) and nothing to climb on, yet he managed to find trouble. He chases his shadow up the wall, jumps on us when we go in to visit him, climbs on my head and throws his body on the floor as if he doesn’t have a broken leg or stitches. Let’s just hope everything will heal properly. Trying to keep a 5 month old kitten resting for 7-10 days just isn’t realistic.

The procedure that Mac had is what makes me nervous about him not healing properly. His femur was, well snapped off from his hip bone. Rather than placing screws to hold it in place, they just shaved down the bone at the break to make it smooth and his body will heal itself. It will never grow back as solid bone, but it will fill in with cartilage. I’m thinking if he moves too much during the time he’s not supposed to, his cartilage won’t fill in properly. But realistically, I would think they would have to consider the fact that he is a cat and is going to do what he wants to do when deciding upon his surgery. I cannot wait until his stitches come out!! 8 days…

In other family news, I’ve had my hands full with all these cats! Sunny and Mowie basically get along, until he eats her food, spills her water, or messes her litter box and she gets pissed at him. Still, her getting pissed now is about 10 notches down from what it used to be. She usually just chases him the length of the hall, then stares at him for a bit while he completely ignores her and goes on with his playing. Since I’m here all the time now to keep an eye on maniac Macky, they have both gotten used to constant attention and sleeping with me on the couch. Usually they take turns but yesterday Sunny wasn’t feeling great. Mowie was laying with me and Sunny jumped on my lap and she actually didn’t get mad. As a peace offering Sunny gently placed a paw on her…she looked suspicious, as I would be too, but she tolerated it. Then in typical ADD kitten fashion, Sunny was distracted and ran off to play.

I’ve been taking tons of pictures with Mike’s camera, but I keep forgetting to ask him where the wire is to put them on the computer…Just check back soon!

Mac is definitely happy to be home. He has been purring nonstop. He’s doing well, taking his antibiotics without a fight. He managed to get the cone off of his head twice (he’s a magician) only to have it put back on again. It’s like he knows he looks ridiculous because when we put it back on him he put his head down and stared at the corner like he was upset. Poor guy, he’s getting used to it though.

Overall he’s in a great mood, he figured out how to eat with the damn thing on his head. He’s hobbling around and sleeping a lot, which is a relief to us. The more he sleeps, the less he can hurt himself. Today after breakfast I took his cone off for a little to let him clean himself. I just kept my hand over his stitches and he was happy. He’s been pissed he couldn’t clean his paws for two days. You don’t realize how long it takes cats to clean themselves until you’re holding their legs up for them and blocking them from one side of their body. It took him like an hour to do! I think I did more work during that bath than he did, but he was definitely happy and not embarassed at all. He was mad once I put the cone back on, but I think he was grateful he got a meal and a bath in without interruption. He laid with me and purred til he fell asleep, where he still is.

We think Mowie and Sunny have crushes on each other. They’ve definitely come a long way. I’m sure the mutual lonliness helps. She’s not tense anymore and usually just plays the role of bitchy teenage sister, while Sunny is the annoying little brother. She’ll be laying in the sun and he has to smack her or bite her tail, then she yells at him. Today I caught her kissing him in the kitchen…I wasn’t supposed to let anyone know…

By next week they’ll be cuddling.

Stitch removal countdown… 13 days!

Mac is finally home from the hospital! We thought he wouldn’t be home til tonight/tomorrow but luckily he was doing great and they set him free!

However, Macky is NOT happy. They put one of those cones on his head! Poor guy, he’s embarassed. He walked into a few walls, then he forced his head into the litter box (his favorite place of course). He couldn’t wait to get in that thing, yes we have another litter box for him, but he didn’t want to wait for me to set it up.

Sunny is scared of the cone on his head, since poor Mac went to run up to him and hit him in the face with it. He just wanted some kisses from his brother! Finally Sunny realized that if he stuck his head inside the cone, he could lick Mac’s face, too cute. But, I had to separate them so that Sunny wouldn’t try to play or lick Mac’s stitches. I set up a little bed for him in Mike’s walk in closet and he passed right out.. I think he feels safer in a small area. We were told to crate him but we figured we’ll see how the empty closet goes, since theres no where for him to jump in there anyway.

Guess I’m sleeping in the closet.

Mac’s surgery was today and it went well! They found another small fracture in his hip, along with the break in the top of his femur. He may be coming home late tomorrow, if not, Thursday! I’m so excited.

Although he’ll be home, he won’t be able to play with Sunny for 7-10 days. I don’t know how we’ll keep them apart, they are twins after all and they’re probably dying to see each other.

Something went well today, Sunny and Mowie hung around each other for the entire day. She had her moments of chasing him, but she wasn’t nervous, tense, hissing or growling. Sunny didn’t even care about her antics, he seemed to be doing well with ignoring her and going on with his daily kitten activities. Mowie’s slightly uptight (ha!) even when I threw her favorite mouse to her she jumped as if it was alive. She’s coming around though, and with good timing.

Free Macky!

hopefully tomorrow :D

I went to visit Mac at the hospital today. They told me he wasn’t eating and asked me to try to get him to eat. He came in the room and was sooo excited to see me. He purred for like 45 minutes straight. He also tried to jump off the vet table, so I put him on the floor where he ran around and climbed all over me, so much for that broken leg!

Of course I smuggled some toys for him, his favorite nemo from when he was a baby and his little white foofy toy, both fresh with Sunny spit. I brought him his favorite treats too, which he was excited about. He rolled on the floor for me for some quality belly rub time and whenever he heard a door open he hid behind me, as if he was refusing to leave.

Freshie still refused to eat the food they gave him, they also said they tried to give him fresh tuna which he refused! So I asked if they tried hard food and they said no. I also thought he might just miss Sunny. Mac started getting shakey and I figured he was tired from straining himself so I said they could take him back to to go sleep :( It all happened so quick I feel like I didn’t get a good goodbye kiss in :(

I asked to talk to the vet about the surgery and they came back and told me he started to eat his hard food. Mommy knows best. I can just see him yelling in his little cage “No I don’t want this fancy food!! I want treats!! Make me something else!” He’s so spoiled ;x

The vet said as long as he keeps eating and everything they’ll operate tomorrow morning. Wish him luck!

Macky and I have a lot in common.

I know, I know. I know what you’re thinking — we share our stunning good looks, our eating habits (eating 24/7), our cute personalities, and much more. But we now share one more thing: we have both broken our femur bones in our legs.

Pray for Macky and wish him the best. He’ll be in the hospital for a few days and then might need surgery come Tuesday-ish. It’s probably best that he gets his rest in the hospital. They said we can come visit him whenever we want, so that was certainly something nice to hear. This house is definitely going to be a lot different without him around the next week or so.

Rebecca and I miss him dearly; we keep playing the “what’s Macky doing right now” game and the “if Macky was here right now, he would be doing…” game. Sunny misses his play-buddy and he now resorts to trying to clean my ears, and not Macky’s. Mowie misses invoking fear into lil Macintosh, but she looks forward to gaining a friend in Sunny.