Cubba's toes smell sweet right now...

Cubba's toes smell sweet right now; just like a California Raisin lip balm I had as a child. Weird. 😂

I know y'all are sick to death...

Yesterday...

Yesterday me and Shaun watched Hamilton for the first time. I know, I know - we're late to the party. But it was pretty great.

Also yesterday, we went by Sonic and got Cub a wag cup. It was HUGE! He loved it. 😂

Scar is back to pooping a "melted ice cream" consistency...

Scar is back to pooping a "melted ice cream" consistency rather than the watery mess from this past week. This last poop looked like it had some parts that were even thicker! I'm stupid excited.

He also went in the litter box again with just me accompanying him, not physically putting him in there.

He's still eating tons of small meals instead of his regular can of food, but it's ok. I'm just glad he seems to be on the mend. ❤️

My cactus bloomed the other day.

My cactus bloomed the other day. It was beautiful, but didn't last long.

Sindar and Adrian live in our bedroom...

Sindar and Adrian live in our bedroom because Sindar isn't a huge fan of other cats, and now with her being blind it would be awful to move her. Adrian is the smallest in the house and some of the other cats pick on her, so that's why she's upstairs. Generally, Sindar and Adrian avoid each other and coexist peacefully, but since Sindar has lost her vision there are times that she walks right up on Adrian... and that goes about as well as can be expected.

Last night Adrian was sleeping between our pillows and Sindar got on the bed trying to find where she wanted to sleep. Sindar walked right up on Adrian, startling her awake. Adrian growled. Mostly asleep, Shaun put his hand between the cats to try to redirect Sindar. He touched her right as Adrian growled, and Sindar CHOMPED into his hand. He has a gash on his palm and two punctures on the back of his hand. Sindar WAS NOT messing around.

Shaun cleaned it well. Hopefully it doesn't get infected. But yeah, apparently having a blind cat can be hazardous. 😬

Current Status:

Current Status:

Sitting in the bathroom with Scar so he can eat his special food in peace. 😂

He's a really great communicator. Or I'm a good listener. I don't know. But I have been escorting him around all day. We cuddle on the couch until he needs food or the litter box. When he gets up he sits in my face as if to let me know he needs something for a minute, like he's transmitting his kitty thoughts telepathically. 😂 Then he heads off to do what he needs to and I follow.

He's been eating a lot of small meals today, which means that I've been having to let him in and out of the bathroom all day. He's still having diarrhea, but this last time he sat looking towards the sunroom (where the litter boxes are) and I offered to go out there with him. I opened the door and we went out, I sat in a chair, and he pooped in the box. We usually have to catch him scratching on the linoleum we put down to protect the carpet and put him in the box to get him to use it, but this time it felt like he told me he'd go in it if I came with him, and he did.

We've also been wiping his butt (gently!) and he doesn't seem to like that, but it's necessary. Hopefully not forever, but I would do it, for real.

So that's how our day is going. Not too bad. I'm glad he's eating and holding his food down, even if it does shoot out of the other end at lightning speed.