The Drama of A Diabetic Cat’s Move

A Diabetic Cat Relaxes with his Girlfriend in his New Place

Hello, kind humans.  I want to apologize to you for not being around for the past few days.  My human, Jacey, and I moved on Friday afternoon.  We didn’t go very far, around a mile away from where we were.  But there was a lot of drama for this diabetic cat.

My human brought two strange humans into the house, and they started moving the really big things.  They took everything out of the apartment.  Jacey and I decided that we would just go into the bathroom to get out of the way.

Then after the strangers moved the really big and heavy stuff, my human came back and moved other things by himself.  He didn’t even leave a chair or any of the plants for me and Jacey!

We knew something was up, but we didn’t know what.  So we were very unhappy when our human captured us and put us in cages!  I hopped out of the cage one time and took a big chunk out of my human’s arm.  He deserved it, trying to put me in a cage like that.  The last time he did that, I went to the specialist veterinarian and that was not fun.  Talk about adding stress for a diabetic cat and elevating my blood sugar levels!

Jacey is nicer than I am, so she went into the cage.  And then my human put us in this strange contraption that he called a cargo van.  We got to sit in the front, and we let him know we were not happy.

It didn’t take long for us to get to the new place, but it felt like it was forever.  Jacey and I complained the entire way there.  My human was planning on taking us up last, but because we complained so much, he took us up right away.

Well, we went under the bed to calm down.  It took a long time for us to come out to investigate.  I didn’t even eat dinner, and missed my evening shot.  But when we did, we found there were lots of things we liked.  We like the big windows that let light in, and we like to sit in sunlight from there.

We also liked the balcony.  But Jacey was bad, so we will not be going outside without our human right there.  She was walking on the balcony rail and we are on the fourth floor, so my human didn’t like that.

A Diabetic Cat Relaxes with his Girlfriend in his New PlaceBut we like it here now.  You can see us relaxing on the bed together.  My human wanted to lie down, but Jacey and I were there first.  Too bad for him!

There are so many things for us to investigate and play with, and the hardwood floor is fun to run around on.

Lots of drama for a diabetic cat, but I am happy now.  My blood sugar actually has declined since we moved here!

Update on My Fellow Bengal Cat Duke

You may remember that I told you the story a few days ago about Duke, my fellow bengal cat who was adopted in 2006, but ended up living as a street cat for three years.  As tough and adaptable as we bengal cats are, that’s not a good situation for any cat, much less one who grew up indoors. So poor Duke got very sick.  In fact, if he didn’t have a chip that led the shelter to the human who fostered Duke, he would have been put down as soon as a veterinarian was available.

But thanks to that microchip, Duke is alive today and with a human who loves him.  He is doing much better.  His human says that he is starting to get much more vocal, now that he knows he is safe among humans who will take care of him.  And he is wolfing down his food — no surprise for a cat who lost half his body weight!

Duke the Bengal Cat In His Kitty Condo HammockAnd Duke is gaining some strength, too.  His human said that he discovered the hammock at the top of his kitty condo, which required Duke to do some climbing.  As soon as Duke discovered this hammock, he had a look on his face that showed he was so happy to have it.  If that look wasn’t enough, his purring and rolling around on the hammock sure did.

One way you humans can tell if we are doing okay or not is by looking at the things you toss as soon as you discover them in the litter box.  When Duke was sick, those were runny and soft.  Now, he’s got fully formed ones.  This is a good sign that he’s recovering.

Duke is also starting to grow fur back in where he had bare skin.  This is another good sign.

All in all, it looks like my fellow bengal cat Duke will recover and do well.  That makes me very happy, because we bengal cats need to stick together!

If you’d like to help Duke’s human with the bills from the veterinarian, please donate to the Bengal Rescue Network.

Thanks to all you wonderful humans for caring about my fellow bengal cat!

Say Hello to Diabetic Cat Smog

I hope you humans are having a good day.  Today I want to introduce you to another diabetic cat.  His name is Smog.

Smog the Diabetic CatSmog has his own Facebook page, just like me, and you’ll find pictures of him.  Just like me, Smog’s human has to deal with the challenges that caring for a diabetic cat presents.  And if you ask either of our humans, they will tell you that those challenges are well worth it because we are as loving and playful as any cat!

Smog started his life with his humans after they adopted him from the Bath Cat and Dogs Home.  His human’s parents were very kind, rescuing three kittens from that home, and one of them was Smog.

Like most kittens, Smog was a ravenous guy.  And he grew into a very big boy with the appetite to match.  His human says he ate just about anything.

About two years ago, his human noticed something wasn’t quite right.  Smog started drinking a lot of water, and he started becoming lethargic.  His human took him to the veterinarian, and he was diagnosed as a diabetic cat.

To treat his diabetes, just like me, his veterinarian put him on insulin.  Smog now gets two shots a day of insulin.  He has also been put on a weight control diet, which seems to be working.  Smog has lost a lot of weight.Smog the Diabetic Cat

His human has to monitor Smog’s diet carefully.  And Smog doesn’t always make it easy.  Smog still has that big appetite, and it’s not just for the food he is supposed to eat..  He will eat anything he gets his paws on!

Some of the things that Smog has eaten that he’s not supposed to are bread and lumps of butter as well as pop corn.  And Smog is a British gentleman, so he doesn’t eat what we Americans call potato chips.  He calls them crisps, thank you very much.

I hope you will go over to Smog’s page and say hello.