Category Archives: Life with Mitty

Good News

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Finally all the tests are in.  Not Celiac Disease, not iron deficient. We’re going with Dyspepsia (dyspepsia is a medical condition characterized by chronic or recurrent pain in the upper abdomen, upper abdominal fullness and feeling full earlier than expected when eating. It can be accompanied by bloating, belching, nausea or heartburn).  The Sooper Strength antacids seem to be helping things and I’m going back to eating as few grain based foods as Ican for now, especially ones that contain yeast as that factor really takes things over the top.   My insurance changed so it cost me far more than I expected but it’s still a long shot less than I would have had to pay and I’ve made my deductible already.  *sigh*

Now I have to find a way to pay for Miss Mitty’s teeth cleaning next week. She has terrible plaque, hoping that they don’t have to pull any or many teeth.  They said I should do it this year, last year, but I think I should have done it back then.  She’s lost a pound this year and she was never a large cat (she weighs 6.8 pounds right now, they would like to see 9 or 10) and HER blood lab tests came back with normal for kidney and thyroid so the vet is hoping it is her teeth and that this will help her eat more and put on weight.  But it’s high normal on the kidneys so I have to pay for special hydration during the cleaning.  Yay! *sigh*

He won’t listen that I know she’s lost a pound because she and I used to live together alone in a little “cottage” in the woods where we both were really happy. It was her safe haven after being rescued from whatever hell it was and mine too.  For over a year now, we’ve been in other people’s homes and neither of us is comfortable. She spends a lot of time under my bed and only comes out in the afternoon when I return (and on weekends too, even though I’m home in the morning).  She eats when I’m right there  guarding her and not much other times.  And then she will go back under the bed, let out an awful yowl and then nothing until I go to bed and she hops up by my pillow.  A good night is when she stays out and hangs with me as I sew or read.

I’ve got a slew of resumes out for some very good jobs at the UW, none of which have anything to do with reading a professors emails all day and managing their calendars.  It’s herding cats, what job isn’t, but it’s a different kind of cat.  I’m also certain that working in a psych clinic that deals with very extreme cases is accumlating energy so working on somethings that will help keep at least my office clear.  Mercury and Lakshmi have their places here so that helps.  Mitty and I both need me to get more hours and more pay so that I can save for moving into a place of our own and retirement because that’s all gone.

Working the juju for protection and good fortune in work.  I’m doing better at work, I’ve decided that anything the boss gives me that I can work on I will and I won’t listen to her unkind comments about me as a person.  That’s working and I can stand this because somehow I’ve found detachment.

Lady of Leisure

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Miss Mitty, my comrade, my companion, my beloved.  So twee.

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The camera is facing towards the window so the light sucks but getting a photo like this of Miss M. is quite difficult.  She is elusive and thinks that the camera will take her soul if she looks straight on.  In this photo she is purring to beat the band.

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Growth Spurt

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Miss Mitty has been adjusting to the new digs fairly well.  I left her with my folks while I was doing the bulk of the work  and recovering from the fibromylagia (still need to work on that, feel like crap again this morning).  They adored her.  Smitten in fact, said she’s so affectionate.  And she is.  Very affectionate. Just don’t try to get her to sit on your lap or hold her.

She has spent some time hiding in a couple places that I had to discover but she mostly only does that when I’m gone.  Otherwise she’s my little shadow.  Like right now, sitting at my shoulder on the couch (I’m on the floor typing on the laptop) purring like crazy hoping to talk me into a bit more vanilla yogurt.  Which of course she did.

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When Miss Mitty first asked to come live with me she was very shy and scared and that was a lot of stuff she wasn’t comfortable doing.  At first she refused to eat unless I was in the room watching her back.  Wouldn’t get up on the bed between me and the wall, had to be able to run at a snap.  Liked living under the bed, in the closet, behind the couch.  No way could I pick her up.

She wouldn’t eat anything but kibble when she came to live with me.  I tempted her with chicken and tidbits and the best of the canned kitty foods but no go.  Over time she started to like two things.  Chicken, plain, and Taco del Mar’s pork tacos.  So we started eating together regularly.  I turned her into a beggar.  And she can be a shameless beggar too.  Stretching and rolling and basically saying I am too beautiful for you to ignore, so charming that you will give me what you are eating.  It’s pretty hilarious actually.  Even so, the vet said last week that she could stand to gain some weight.

In the last 3 months or so every once in awhile she lets me pick her up without a struggle.  And sometimes if she missed me very much she will put her head alongside my neck and let me hold her and calm her for a minute.  But then she leaves.  I have to be very careful how I read her because this is still pretty rare. Even rarer for her to purr when I do it.

She now has two purrs.  One when she’s basically comfie.  The second is a Power Purr.  She really turns it on when she wants something.  Food or a good loving.  She’s walking back and forth behind me as I type and when I grab the spoon to get more yogurt she does the Power Boost Purr. purrpurrpurrPURRPURRPURRPRRRRRRRPPPPP

But the one thing that freaked her out more than any pet I’ve ever had?  Getting under the covers of the bed.  She would actually yowl and claw and totally freak out.  I had the scratches to prove it.

This morning I woke up find her sleeping beside my pillow.  Never done that before.  Not once, not ever.  It was nice.  Then she took her nose and nudged the comforter.  ?  So I lifted the covers fully expecting her to freak and run as usual and without hestitation she simply walked right under the comforter, lay down, and looked at me like she’d done this all our time together.  ?  So I let the comforter fall and cover her over and she stayed there.  For only 3 seconds but she very calmly walked out as though she did this all the time.

Congratulations Miss Mitty!  You have entered the world of serious comfie snoozes.  I’ll be curious to see how long it takes her to do it by herself.