Nephilim cat is feeling a
little better! Now that we went back to our regular
vet, she thinks it was a pancreatic attack. So he is
on Pepsid AC and some painkillers and he is eating
again and going potty! It's kind of funny, I mean, I
must be wondering why I'm stalking him while he goes
to the cat box. Ha!
Isabel made a race car out of a
cardboard box. We tipped it on its side and took the
car seats (pillows) out and Nephilim (black) has
claimed it as his own and it has turned out to be a
vital part of his rehab, which includes relaxation
in a comfy, cozy place. Look at him with his best
friend Kensai (gray).
The ducks are all doing well. Mac bit me on the
finger the other day and I followed it with an alpha
reaffirmation that has him respecting me again. The
Durans are both doing great and the whole gaggle is
in sync and getting along very well. It is molting
time though and there are goose feathers EVERYWHERE!
I practically need to rake the pen to get them up!