Harley has started going out in the garden with Fizz now. Nerve wracking, but she’s already bagsed herself a spot in the sun and she’s chased off a cat three times her size! She’s even found herself a favourite spot to use as a loo which I’m delighted about. All my previous cats have come inside to use the litter tray.
We’ve had a worrying couple of weeks with Oakley, my daughter’s dog. My son in law had to rush him to the vet late one night when he kept falling over. His eyes were going crazy too, jerking from side to side at great speed and his head was tilted over to one side. He’s always been in such good health, this all came as a shock.
This is one of my favourite photos of him, taken a few years ago.
It is vestibular disease which is rather like a stroke, although if you’ve ever had labyrinthitis, it’s more like that.
He’s still so eager to see you and sometimes falls over in his hurry to get to you to say hello.
But yesterday he climbed up on the sofa, then went upstairs! And today when I saw him, his head is almost straight again. So after many tears – feeling hopeful!
No complaints about the March weather so far! It’s been rather lovely hasn’t it? The daffs are out, the birds are singing and despite going outside and wearing themselves out my feline alarm clocks are still waking me up at 5am.
It's all right for some isn't it!?