Who needs opposable thumbs?

So my 12 year old cat Max has developed quite the obsession with unrolling toilet paper. If either bathroom door is left open too long, it’s almost guaranteed we’ll find a pile of slightly mangled unrolled paper on the floor. He knows he’s not supposed to do it. I’ll be standing at the sink in the master bathroom and he’ll slip in behind and just *stare* at the toilet paper – sometimes streeeeetching out a paw to touch it. “Max…” I’ll say, and he’ll abruptly about face and leave.
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Obsessed, he is.

The door between the bedroom and the master bathroom is one of those stupid vertical half doors, with a doorknob that doesn’t actually turn, you just pull it open.

Max has discovered that if he shoves his paw under the right side door and yanks really hard he can open the door whenever he wants to. Which is, of course, in the middle of the night.

Max: 1
Sleeping humans: 0


18 years

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The first part of August was pretty sucky for us. Mai-lyn had been having a few days where she was not at all happy – not eating, not grooming, not, well, moving really. She got through that and seemed to be feeling a lot better, but the tumors on her belly were getting still bigger, and beginning to ulcerate. She wasn’t going to get better. It was only a matter of time, probably only months, before the cancer in her lungs killed her, and before that she’d have more and more bad days. I just didn’t want her to suffer. So, two weeks ago I let her go. Dammit, I put off posting about this because I knew it’d make me cry. Guess I didn’t wait long enough.

At the end of that week we got her ashes back, in a pretty cat shaped ceramic container. It’s really nice. Now I just need to find a safe place for her.

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Naturally, at the same time Pandora seems to have developed IBD and decided to quit eating for a few days. This led to the beginnings of hepatic lipidosis, which almost required a feeding tube. Thankfully, after some subq fluids, and juggling some meds, she started eating again. She’s been eating like a little piglet, in fact, so now we have to make sure her diabetes doesn’t flare up again. Still, that’s much easier to deal with than a feeding tube.

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As if that wasn’t enough, Max had to get in on the act with a sinus infection. He’s more forgiving than Mai-Lyn, so it was much easier to give him his meds.

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So now, everyone seems pretty much fine (knock wood), although we still have to keep a close eye on Pandora. All I can say is they’d better be, because I start school next week, and I have spent more than enough time at the vets.