Well, on January 14th, it will be one of my son's birthday. The one that lives over the Mountains. I don't know why I am here typing. If I want to get a decent amount of reading in before bed, I need to be in there holding the book. My gosh. Katie preceded me and she's propped against my pillow. I'll ask her to move.
I found she is intensely tired of Fancy Feast and Science Diet hard food. I have stopped giving them to her for now. I went out and bought a no-brainer, Royal Canin. A statue of a cat would eat that. I don't know what they do but I haven't heard of any cats saying they would not eat it. It costs 3 times as much as FF and SD foods, but the girl has to eat. She was wrestling me for MY food which would never have been good for her. I kept trying and wasting many cans of food to get her to eat. A score of flavors. Thrown out.
She is eating much better with the R.C. food and her meds have done a great thing with her. She has gone back to close to normal. I got out her wooden puzzle box and she is enjoying it. I take it up after a month and wait 3 or more months before I bring it back out. I put kibble in it, Love seeing her reaching in and holding it to ferry it to her mouth.
You know I used to always commemorate the boys on each one's birthday and on Mother's Day. Even Father's Day, as I served as both mother and father. I give much love to other parents who serve as both to their children as well, and I feel that way still. Here is the birthday boy (first haircut)
Thank you for reading this...I am just overflowing with gratitude that they are mine; and that they love me. People who have blogged with me over time know I have always written of them each birthday as I said before. One gives thanks.