Abby

Welcome to my page! Meowmie said I had two pages with which I could tell you all about myself, but I'm not sure I'll be able to fill just one!! I'll give it my best shot though; but be warned, if I run out of things to tell you, I'm going to fill up the rest of the space with cute photos of me!! LOL I'm not too fond of having my picture taken, but I'm sure meowmie and dad-dad could dig up a few good ones!!

Meowmie has decided that my birthday is April 1, 1993, because when she got me in April of 1996 she was told that I was about three years old, and she says she picked April 1 because even as I get older I tend to be silly at times!! I'm just over nine years old now, so I'm slowing down; but earlier this year meowmie had the vet check me over and I'm in perfect health!! She said I'll have to have the tests again in a year, earlier if I have any problems. She wants to be sure I stay healthy, I guess! Isn't she great??

Last December I developed Feline Lower Urinary Tract Disease (FLUTD); the only symptom I had was blood in my urine; and meowmie had to get the vet to prescribe some antibiotics for me. He gave her something called Amoxi-drops, a nasty-tasting liquid; but I know that it was important to meowmie that I take it, so I never complained. But still.......YUCK. Every time she dosed me, I ran right for the water bowl, so she quickly learned to put fresh down BEFORE she gave me the drops! About a week after I finished my meds, meowmie noticed that somebody was eliminating outside the litter box, and that there was blood in the urine.

Meowmie and dad-dad thought that I had FLUTD again, and they were VERY upset because meowmie thought it might be a very serious cause, like cancer; and she was very afraid that I would have to be euthanized. To top it off, this all transpired the night of December 23 last year; on the 24th, Christmas Eve, dad-dad's parents had to euthanize their 14-year-old dog Shayna because she was having VERY bad seizures and started bleeding from her nose. So needless to say, their holiday wasn't as joyous as it should have been!

The day before I was to go back to the vet, meowmie discovered, through sheer accident (LITERALLY), that it was not me but Smoky who had the blood in the urine. I guess we're both lucky that he tends to...um, shall we say...LET GO, when he gets really nervous or scared!! Meowmie had him in the bathroom for nail clipping and dad-dad startled him, so the blood was clearly visible against the white floor tiles! So Smoky went to the vet's in my place, but ten days of Amoxi-drops didn't work for him so they then gave him Clavamox for ten days and it did the trick.

After that, Smoky lived with meowmie's friend Matt for a couple of months, because I was getting pretty aggressive with him; even drew blood a few times. Meowmie figured it was because we were both trying to be the alpha cat and thought that if he left for a while she could work with me. He came back a week after we got a big dog, and I've been fine with him ever since!! Never did get used to Smudge (the dog) though...and thank goodness, she left on August 8!