Striding Forward

As the holidays progress, so does the situation at the Cosy Cabin. Indigo is feeling better. For the first time in a week, she jumped up on the bed to spend the night with me. That is as positive a sign, as is her consumption of food, which is nearly back to what it was before her illness. I am continuing to give her Recovery with Restoralax in it, to help her poop. She has done so, which is, if you’ll pardon the pun, a relief, but the poop has been in small amounts, and rather hard. I hope the medicine will have an effect on that.

Millie is adjusting to things in her new foster-home. I leave the door to the cat-room open much of the time when I am present. The other beasts, mostly Moxy and Brazil, go in, and, while Mills doesn’t like this, she puts up with it. As well, she comes out and explores the house when things are quiet. There are still blow-ups from time to time, either when someone - principally Shimmer - gets too close, or when the newcomer and another accidentally meet outside the cat-room. But Millie is handling the changes very well.

As a sign of her steps forward, she has not wet outside the box in five weeks. I am not discounting anything yet, but this record began when I gave her no alternative to using covered litterboxes. (Mills had been using only an uncovered box in her previous home.) I have decided therefore to remove the ‘splashguards’ - soaker-pads I had placed behind even the covered boxes to catch Millie’s urine at the most likely spots she would wet, if not in the boxes. The pads in front are to catch litter tossed out of the boxes, more than to absorb any fluids.

I will keep my fingers crossed. I am not a particularly superstitious person, but things tend to go wrong when one thinks they can’t. Part of me will stay pessimistic. But most of me is striding forward with Millie and Indigo.