I am a bengal cat who was born in 2005. In the summer of 2012, I was diagnosed as a diabetic cat. I want everyone to know that diabetic cats like me are just as fun and loving as cats without the disease.
Hello, furiends. It is time for me to tell you about my blood sugar levels. One of the things that affects my blood sugar levels is my nomming. And furiends, I have to tell you, both the human and I laughed at Koji’s nomming technique yesterday.
The human puts two cans of food out in the morning and evening for me and Koji. When he does this, we generally attack the noms and eat a lot of them right away. But then we leave some for later, and go and consume those noms when we want a snack.
Last night, the way that Koji decided to consume that snack made both me and the human laugh. Instead of just eating the noms out of the dish, Koji pulled it out of the dish with his paw. Then he set it on the floor, and nommed on it from the floor!
The human said that Koji was being a dork, and I agree. If he wanted to move some of the noms, he could have left them in the dish! But no, he wanted to move them to the floor. Silly Koji!
Now, on to my blood sugar readings. For the week, my blood sugar levels averaged 153. That is higher than what we saw last week, when they averaged 125. But both the human and I are not too concerned about the average blood sugar reading.
What we are concerned about is that my blood sugar levels dropped way lower than we want a couple of times last week. The human does not think the insulin dose I received was the problem. It was because I did not feel like nomming, and left a lot of food behind. When I do that, my blood sugar level will drop. But then I got very hungry and nommed like crazy, and my blood sugar recovered.
I will tell you about my blood sugar readings for the week next Monday. Hopefully, there will be no really low readings!
Tenth Life is a long way away from me. The human tells me that when we traveled on the metal tube from Maryland to San Diego, we probably flew near St. Louis, where Tenth Life is based. But even from far away, their work impresses me. My good furiend Lincoln is a Tenth Life alumnus.
Because of the good work they do, I like to share stories about felines they are helping. Today, I will introduce you to Floyd.
If you look at Floyd’s head, you can see that his head is longer than most felines. On top of that, his eyes are more deeply sunk that a lot of us. Because of this, Floyd does not see as well as most felines. And that means he startles more easily than most felines. He also is sometimes scared of other felines.
Because of this, Floyd would likely do better in a home where there are no other felines or the other felines in the home are calm. He cannot go to a home where there is a feline like Koji running around! Even felines a little more calm than Koji would not be a good match for Floyd.
This kind and calm older feline deserves a home of his own. He is happy with Tenth Life, but we all know nothing beats a furever home. Can you give Floyd that home? If you can, please contact Tenth Life. And if you cannot, please share Floyd’s story so that someone else can.
I tell the human that we felines and canines should be allows to bite and scratch any human who abuses animals. He tells me this is not allowed. Instead, they get put in a cage and pay many green paper instead. I can accept this, but I still think they should receive many swats and bites!
The woman was frantic, and posted lost cat signs around the neighborhood. A kind neighbor found the feline, and returned the cat to the home. The evil husband immediately started to abuse the poor feline again.
Finally, this woman had enough. She shot her husband in order to keep him from abusing the cat. The evil animal abuser died on the way to the hospital, so the humans in badges had no choice. They charged the woman with murder.
I do not believe that shooting an animal abuser, although satisfying, is the right thing to do. Instead, this woman should have taken the feline and left the evil animal abuser. Then the feline would have been safe, and she would have escaped her marriage with an evil person.
After that, she should have reported the animal abuse to the humans with badges. They could have put that evil human in a cage. That, furiends, would have been the best outcome.