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Sunday, November 7, 2010

I Really Don't Know What To Call This

My beloved kitty tested positive for feline immunodeficiency virus (FIV)... which is similar to human HIV. Aids. WTF? It's been on my mind all weekend....bloody hell I exclaim! How did this happen?

He was sick all week, not eating, not drinking, sleeping a whole lot more and being generally depressed... a very big change. I took him to the vet, they did a bunch of tests, I paid a bunch of money and his white blood cells were half of what they should be...hence the FIV status which was confirmed the next day. But he seems to be recovering from whatever bug he has right now. It's been a process trying to get him to drink...using a syringe and shooting a little water into his mouth did eventually make him want to drink on his own. I've had giant cups in every room in hopes of reminding him. He is finally drinking on his own, and eating, though he's not entirely himself yet. I am just hoping...

There's no way to tell where he managed to pick up the disease... probably from the mangly looking stray that was hanging around a while back... or one of the many others running up and down the street...as it is usually contracted through contact with another infected cat. Saliva to blood. And Twitchy's a fighter. But we'll never know the actual story. I do feel rather guilty, because maybe if I had kept him indoors this might not have happened. At the same time though, I can't beat myself up...and anyways would that have been fair to him? He's a hunter, a killer, the tomcat of the neighbourhood... he runs the show around here. It's just not his nature. He knows it, I know it. And cats should have the joy of going outdoors. Unfortunately for him, he might have to be spending alot more time indoors anyways to keep him from getting sick and spreading this to other cats.

I've been doing a bit of research on FIV... in hopes of finding something that's going to help him. I don't know how long he has, but he might just have a few (or more) good years left.

Some facts on FIV
  • Cats can still live a long time with FIV if they're receiving proper care & monitoring throughout their lives though it's eventually fatal
  • Casual contact of cats living in the same household does not spread the virus.
  • The virus cannot live outside of the cat
  • An infected cat may not show any symptoms at all, or his health may either deteriorate progressively, or show a pattern of recurring illness followed by long periods of good health
  • Eventually, signs of immunodeficiency begin to develop and the cat's ability to protect itself against infection is compromised. The same bacteria, viruses, fungi that are found in cats' everyday environment can cause severe illness in cats with weakened immune systems. These secondary infections are responsible for most of the clinical signs of FIV and the major cause of death
  • Humans cannot catch this from cats! The HIV virus does not affect cats and the FIV virus does not affect humans.
  • It sounds alot like human aids, doesn't it.
Life isn't purrfect, that's for sure...

Thursday, November 5, 2009

The Angry Man of Jazz

Charles Mingus was a GOD. To this day he is my idol and in my past life I was his F-hole.

This month at the National Jazz Museum in Harlem, Mingus is being featured. What I wouldn't do to go to the Jazz Mecca of New York... Midtown Manhattan...Birdland...Harlem...Carnegie Hall. Where the likes of Mingus, Coltrane, Theolonius Monk, Billie Holiday, Ella Fitzgerald and other greats let loose their musical fury.

Mingus was a hot-headed bassist, composer, and pianist, known for his combativeness, both on and off stage. He strove to create unique music to be played by unique musicians and took his music seriously. At one gig at Birdland in 1955, after Charlie Parker had arrived late, and then left again after seeing the pianist Bud Powell so drunk he could barely stay on the piano bench...and then a second eruption involving an argument between Parker and Powell (who eventually stormed off the stage) over the next tune... Mingus told the crowd: "Please don't associate me with any of this. This is not jazz. These are sick people!" Despite his outbursts, Mingus was a musical genius, and a legend in the history of Jazz.


This man's music puts my soul at ease. All I need is him plucking his bass, as I tap my toes, sip on some Merlot and listen...

Without further ado...
Turn that fucking mic on






And in case you were wondering how to teach your cat some manners, as Mingus did so with his own cat Nightlife, try the Charles Mingus Cat Toilet Training Program

Friday, January 30, 2009

Wake Up Call

There were creepy little squiggling spaghetti worms on the entrance mat...compliments of Twitchy's belly. It was my worst nightmare becoming reality...my precious cat was dying a slow and painful death, being eaten alive from the inside out. Thankfully, this was not the case. I took him into the vet and they gave him a simple pill, as well as his shots. Unfortunately, I don’t think he appreciated any of this and is sulking around outside disgruntled.

Apparently, it is fairly common for cats that play outdoors to breathe the airborne larvae in, only to have them fester in their stomachs a week or two later. The larvae are found in infested poop that may be left by another cat or mammal, or on infested rodents. It was probably the big fat mouse he left on the step last week but who knows. All I know is it was horrible and I hope for both our sakes it doesn’t happen again! This mess was a kick in the butt for not being a responsible human and taking him in to visit the vet sooner; however I will be on my best behavior from now on...I promise.