Sick Baby, Tired Mommy, and a Crazy Cat!
Eventful week here at the old Yanagi homestead. I'm plum tuckered out! Max has another Spring cold (or is it allergies? Maybe teething?) Poor kid is so stuffed up and sneezy right now. He was up half the night before I finally got my act together and dosed him with cold meds, nose drops, baby Vicks on his neck and chest, AND got the warm mist vaporizer cranking.
Meanwhile, Sparty the cat spent a few days convalescing at his vet. We made the difficult decision to have his front claws removed. I've never declawed a cat in my life! I've always had strong feelings against it...but Sparty is the devil! There are no heights or surfaces he won't try to climb. The plaster covered columns in our dining room are covered with massive scratches and gouges practically all the way up to the ceiling (15 feet up). The cat is part simian, I swear! He has tried to scale door frames, doors, screens, furniture, walls and all my good towels on every towel rack in the house. You would find it a challenge to locate any surface in this house that has NOT been damaged by Sparty in some way.
I bought this special cat litter the vet recommended for him to use for a couple weeks while his paws heal. It looks so weird! Like rabbit or guinea pig feed. It's called Yesterday's News and is apparently made from recycled paper. We'll see if the cats will use the box when it's filled with something so odd. I'd better get all the laundry baskets up off the floor, just in case.
Tyler made some new friends out in the yard this week too. We've gone outside a few times to play with his new set of giant sidewalk chalk. I've been transported back to my own childhood when I would spend most of the day outside trying to invent new scenarios for games of "Let's Pretend". Tyler announced that I am WAY more fun to play with outside than his Daddy is. Aww! That made my day, honestly. (Sorry Hun!)
So, I'll call this post done and leave you with a video of my wacky baby and looney tunes cat...and a couple photos of Tyler with his new friends.
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We did have to get one of my cats declawed--he learned to tear out window screens in pre-aircondioning days on a 4 lane road..and got hit..so we got him declawed. he was in a lot of pain for a few days and it made me feel guilty, but he lived to be 22 years old. If he'd been hit by a car again, his life span would have been about three years!
love, Kas
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