Under the Weather

Our cat Sam snuggled up in my lap

Sam’s not been feeling well the past couple of weeks, his appetite has been off and he’s had diarrhea. He had been throwing up too early on but we think that was a red herring as he was having trouble getting a hairball up. One benefit of getting laid off is that I can be home to give him extra feedings as he only eats so much in one sitting, so he’s ultimately getting enough food and hasn’t been losing weight, but we don’t know what is going on yet. His blood and urine tests both looked great, and he’s not in pain, so the vet wants to give him another week on gentler treatments before getting more aggressive. I’ll be a lot happier when he’s back in the pink of health.

The Dapper Young Man

A close-up of the face of our cat Sam as a kitten

One of my favorite pictures of young Sam when he came to live with us in 2007. My lasting impression of him from that time is of a kitten who purred easily and loudly. This impression was formed right from the start, he purred the moment they brought him in to see us in the meeting room at the Humane Society when we were deciding if we should adopt him. Once we gave him free reign of the house, I loved to climb into bed at night as Scout jumped up to join me, and I could listen to a purring sound grow louder and louder as it moved from my office, as it climbed the stairs, as it jumped into bed with Scout and I. Sometimes he and Scout would start rubbing faces and then they’d both be purring at full bore, the sweetest music to fall asleep to.