Cubes, Power Outages, and Jumping

Hi! You should see me now - I'm getting bigger every day, or at least that's what Mom says. Mom and Dad think I weigh about 8 or 9 pounds now! And Mom says that includes at least a pound or two of pudge. What can I say - I like to eat.

We are still in the trailer, but headed to the vet Monday morning, so keep your fingers crossed. We did get to come inside for a little while 'cause of the big storm. Mom had bought these cool little cube hut things we could stay warm in, and we have a heater in the trailer, but then the power went out! So we came into the house, but we had to stay in our crates. We got to meet some of the our housemates from a safe distance. I'm still not quite sure what I think of dogs. They look a bit like coyotes, and I definitely DON'T like coyotes. Bastie scared one of the dogs and he jumped up and back and it was really funny. After a while they were friends, though, so maybe dogs aren't so bad.

My big news is that I have learned to jump. I have a lot of fun jumping over and on my cube. Mom says you'd never know I'm missing a leg by the way I jump.

When we go to the vet's, I guess I may be staying overnight to get tutored. I think that's what Mom said. Something like that, anyway. Wonder what that means?

My New Blankie

So I've got a new, big crate now, and a new bed, and new toys - and a new blankie! I can walk pretty good now - enough so that I can even play and chase things a little in my new big crate.

Still in isolation, but Mom says we're going back to see the vet soon, so maybe we can go meet the rest of our new family soon.

I'm walking much better now, and I've discovered the unmitigated joy of tummy rubs. My favorite place is still up on Mom's shoulder, but my bed is a close second.

And now my bed even has a new blankie - see?

Mom wanted me to show you my new mouse with the little fluffy bits on his tail, but I couldn't stop playing with him long enough for her to get the picture.


I love to be pet now, and I'm really liking my new home - so much that I purr a real lot. Mom says I'm really coming out of my shell, which is weird, cuz I don't even have a shell.

Hurricanes and Chin Scratches

First, the weather -

Irene came and went, and other than some leaves and small branches down, and a little water in the basement, you'd never know it.  We were very lucky.  Bast and I were snug in our camper, and weathered the storm safe and sound.

And I'm starting to walk on my own more and more.  Still a little wobbly, but I'm getting there.

My favorite thing to do is to have Mom pick me up, and then I climb way up onto her shoulder and flop down.  Sometimes I am so comfy I fall asleep.  Second favorite thing is still chin scratches.

I'm still a little afraid of everything, but I'm working on it.

- Spyder

Ringworm

Yep, ringworm.

My sister Bast has it. This is Bast at the vet's last week:


That's when Mom found out good news...and bad news. See, Bast got to our new home the same day I did. I had three legs, and Bast had MRSA. Since both of us were pretty sick, we had to be quarantined for a while. Our vet likes to be very careful about these things, so even after my stitches came out, he wanted me isolated for the time being. Well, Bastie had to be isolated on account of the MRSA, which I guess is a pretty nasty little bacteria that can make you really sick. Mom took Bast to the vet last week to make sure it was all fixed.

And it was! That's the good news. But the bad news...Bastie has ringworm. Which I guess isn't really a worm at all - it's a fungus. Wonder why they don't call it ringfungus. I just call it annoying, cuz it means both Bastie and me need to stay in isolation til it's gone. Sigh.

On the upside, Mom is teaching me how to play and I played with a little toy mouse all by myself today. And I really like playing with the FADTOAS. I'm getting lots better at catching and shaking things, and I walk a short distance all the time now. It's a little bit of work, and sometimes I lose my balance a little, but it's getting easier.

What I Learned Today

Today was a good day. I am walking more and Mom gets really excited every time. Sometimes I move so fast she has to scramble to catch me while she's trying to clean my ears (still kinda yucky) and give me my meds. I think it's pretty funny.

Mom says I am getting a little pudgy and need to move around some more. I don't really know what pudgy means, only that it means I'm getting a little less canned food, which is a bummer.

And today I learned to play! Mom has bought me lots of toys, including this little snuggle/cuddle thing I really like because it kinda looks like a cat and is nice to lie down next to. I'm spending a lot less time sleeping in the litterbox since she got it:

Anyway, tonight we went through the whole clean-the-ears-and-take-the-yucky-meds" thing, and then she gave me chin scratches. And THEN she took out this super cool toy - Feathers-And-Dangly-Things-On-A-Stick (FADTOAS). I've been really shy and too scared to play up until now, but I saw the FADTOAS and I Just.Couldn't.Help.Myself.

I swatted it, and I grabbed it and shook it, and I stomped on it! It was really fun, and Mom seemed very happy that I finally learned that it was OK to play in my new home.

And I got some canned food. Yay!

Three Whole Steps

I took three whole steps on my own today!

Mom has been keeping up the "make me walk for food" routine. Usually, she has to put her hand under my tummy and hold me up a little, or I don't feel much like trying.

Tonight, after she cleaned my litter box and gave me fresh water and food, she put me near the entrance to the crate, but not in. I thought about it a minute or so, and then figured what the heck.

I stood up and walked into the crate, then into the litterbox, all by myself.

Three whole steps, all on my own.

Woohoo!