Day Five, Still Alive!

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We're now heading into the fifth day since we first learned how ill Homer is.  I'm pleased to report that Homer is very much still alive and kicking, and right this second sitting in front of me and LOUDLY demanding the rest of his breakfast!

His appetite hasn't flagged at all, which is a good thing for many reasons, but especially because it's impossible to get medicine into Homer any other way than disguising it in his food.  He won't even touch medicine that's been compounded into something cats should find appetizing.  And Homer is also a master at detecting even the smallest pill crushed into an entire can of food.

So we've had to get creative.  What seems to be working for now is mixing half a can of the stinkiest, cheapest cat food out there (and I really, really hate giving him something so unhealthy--but he's limiting my options!) with the medicine, stinky cheese (the kind that's so stinky that even when it's wrapped up, the second you open the refrigerator your whole apartment smells like something died and cats come running from every corner), some thin-sliced deli turkey, and a few Pounces thrown in as fun little "surprises" for Homer to find as he eats his way to the bottom of the bowl.  

It took a lot (and I mean, A LOT) of trial and error before we finally hit upon this concoction--but, as you can see, the only critic who matters heartily approves of the results!

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I think Homer's getting better--a bit more energetic, a bit more alert--but it's tough to know for sure since he was never in the deathly shape they were telling me he should have been in in the first place.  It's hard to know whether a 15-year-old cat is as playful and active as he "should" be.

Right now we're happy he's eating with such enthusiasm (and getting his meds in the process).  I keep reminding myself that this is a process, and we have to take things one day at a time...

 

 

Comments

  • Lorraine Gregoire Tuesday, 18 December 2012

    Keep fighting Homer.

    It's hard to know with an older cat, mine's 13. Fine one minute then something happens.
    Just one day at a time. Enjoy him for everyday and keep giving him your love & support.
    They know how you love them. Many cat hugs to all of you, my best wishes are sent your way

  • Kim Chicchi Wednesday, 19 December 2012

    Hang in there Homer and Gwen! Blackie, my kitty, survived three heart attacks after a terrible reaction to anesthesia the day after surgery. It took 17 minutes to revive him after the 3rd heart attack, yet he was fully functional when I brought him home a week later. His eyes were already pretty bad (the surgery was to remove a luxated lens, so before the heart attacks he was already aphakic in both eyes and suffered from glaucoma and uveitis). The lack of oxygen left him completely blind, and over the next few months his glaucoma spiralled out of control. It took a lot of planning, and the help of a Veterinary Anesthesiologist, but I am happy to report that he is home now after having surgery to remove both of his eyes on Monday. It was risky, but now, at last, he will be pain free.

    I read Homer's Odyssey while Blackie was in surgery, and I really feel like they are kindred spirits. Blackie and I are pulling for Homer.

  • Steve Thursday, 20 December 2012

    God Bless Little Homer

    Gwen

    I am praying mightily for Homer, he just has too much time left to give you and (all of the rest of us who follow him) , to leave just yet.

    Hang in there little man!! We are all plugging for you!

  • Sharon E. Cathcart Thursday, 20 December 2012

    Love you, Homer!

    Thoughts and prayers are with you.

  • June and Sienna Thursday, 20 December 2012

    Getting really worried

    It has been so long since we have heard anything about Homer that I am very much afraid that something bad has happened. I am thinking that the past week was such a good one for Homer with his favorite foods, feeling playful and extra laptime with Mom. Meanwhile my
    thoughts and prayers are with Homer and his family.

  • Dianne Webb Friday, 21 December 2012

    I just read and loved your book about Homer.

    I just loved your book Gwen. I cried, laughed, cried, laughed. What a joy to have a cat like Homer and all the love lessons you learned and we the public learned from reading it, God Bless all of you! How are your other 2 cats?
    Dianne in New Mexico

  • Kim Gilman Friday, 21 December 2012

    Wanting to hear from you

    Thinking of you and hoping all is well! Bless you Homer and momma.

  • Diana de Avila Friday, 21 December 2012

    Wishing nothing but good things for Homer and his Humans

    Gwen, I know that this must be an extremely difficult time. Hoping that you find peace and Homer finds comfort. Sending my prayers to you and your family.

  • pamela cumbie Saturday, 29 December 2012

    happiness is a special needs kitty

    i just finished your book. it was a gift to me at christmas. i loved every single page. it brought back memories of all the special needs kitties we have raised and loved. we never had a blind one but we did have a paralyzed (back legs) little girl who was loving and feisty all at the same time. like homer, she knew what she wanted and when....like "right now please". i think i fell in love with your little guy just reading about him. how lucky you are to have suce a special little guy. i hope he keeps fighting the good fight against illness. prayers to you both.

  • keenpetite Sunday, 17 February 2013

    Cats will surpriseus in unique ways !

    Been cat lovers/rescuers/helpers for over 50 yrs, including my late hubby (4/16/10)after 40 yrs of marriage. July 81,rescued a young Tortie from abandoned home, she adored my husband (her rescuer)tolerated me (food)but hated our young son with special needs, named her Panchita (female slang for Frank, hubby's name)early winter '04 after he returned from his calls as a volunteer he gave Panchita a bit of water & few seconds later she peacefully passed away in the arms of his adored owner, we believed she was about 20. Few weeks later I took our other cat for an check-up & casually mentioned that Panchita had died @ 20 yrs old, then he says "No Maam Panchita was @ least 24, only wish more pet owners care the way you do"
    As I regain my composure I simply said "Thank you, we consider then family from day 1"

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