About a month ago we adopted a kitten. When we adopted him he was only 3 weeks old and weighed about 12 ounces. They had named him Tank and we thought name fit him perfectly because Tank has no fear. Despite his size Tank can take down our 11 month old dog – who outweighs him by 20 pounds – and can climb anything. I love him, boys love him and even my husband with allergies likes him.
Here is where things get hairy: Tank came to our house and immediately proceeded to go #2 on our off-white carpet. We noticed that he had the most severe case of the kitty-trots. The smell cannot be described by written word, you guys just have to experience it personally. An emergency trip to the vet, tests and specially prepared meds for a small kitten, prescription kitty food and a week later he still had the trots. He started using his litter box but with emergency visits to our carpet.
So off we went to the vet again; an overnight stay, lab tests with clean results and a new perscription kitty food later back home we came. The results are so so at best. Mr. Tank should be named Mr. Skunk. My sincere apologies for the way this post is going but I must tell you his gaseous excretions are constant and deadly. Our carpet is a lost cause, he still has the trots and I am at a loss as to what to do and what to feed him.
I refuse to take Tank back to the shelter as we love him very much and Louis – our dog – has bonded with him as though Tank is one of his litter-mates. But my sanity and my nose are suffering. When we have people over you can hear us often say “that was not me!” I smile while I type this but I assure you this is no joke. If you are a cat owner and you happen to read this post please share your kitty-wisdom with me. Many thanks for any suggestions you may have. One final note on Tank, he is putting on weight and in general seems very healthy. I leave you with a video of Tank & Louis at play:
On a yarn related matter, watch out for a blog give-away next Monday.