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DSCN1393A lot has happened since Hannah’s birthday earlier this month: illness, and new digs.

Two weeks ago, Hannah woke me up in the middle of the night with frequent trips to the litter box, accompanied by noisy digging and meowing. By morning, she was returning to the litter box every few minutes and straining with no output. I rushed her to the vet for an emergency appointment – unfortunately our wonderful long-time vet Dr. Parker was not in, so we had to see another vet on staff. I suppose I should say Hannah, Sam, and I have been spoiled by our experiences with Dr. Parker. This became clear to me  when we met this other vet, who was qualified and capable but who had a terrible cat-side manner. She was impatient with Hannah and raised her voice and tried to rationalize with her when she wouldn’t stay on the scale. At one point she grabbed Hannah’s hind to prevent her from leaving the exam table, and pulled her towards her. DSCN1400Human-to-human, she was too busy to hear much of my details regarding Hannah’s symptoms and behavior, and was not all that fond of questions. I decided then and there that we would never, ever see this vet again. Luckily for Hannah, a simple urine test came back positive for bacteria associated with a urinary tract infection, and the two-week liquid antibiotic prescribed to her began working within one dose. I’m glad to now be done with the force feeding of medicine: I had to wrap Hannah in two towels, tilt her head back, and jam a syringe into her mouth twice a day. Although of course I was simply doing what was necessary to care for her, the sense of violation wore on us both.

The same day Hannah got sick, I was scheduled to sign a lease for a new apartment – that’s right, folks, we’re moving out of the garret and into a wonderful, spacious place! I’ve been preparing for how I will transport Hannah and Sam. Hannah and I have moved together twice, so I know how to handle her and how she’ll likely react, but Sam, who screams like he’s being murdered and defecates out of DSCN1395fear in a carrier, is another story. As a six-week old, he was thrown from a car on the highway and almost died, so I think somewhere in his little brain he is afraid it’s going to happen again. He positively hates leaving the garret, and this time we’re leaving for good. So I’m going to try Rescue Remedy drops to calm him and use Feliway spray in the carrier and in various places around the new apartment. I know once we get through the initial adjustment period, our new home will feel homey to both cats.

Got suggestions for handling Hannah and Sam during our move? Please share them, and your experiences transporting your own pets to a new home, in the comment box below!

– TLS

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Hannah turns 10 years old today.

Hannah turns 10 years old today.

We met during a crisis – I was coming to terms with a life-long trauma; she was abandoned by an abusive owner. It was May 2, 2006 when she was dumped at my feet at Saint Meow’s shelter in Cambridge, Ma., at the estimated age of three. I stood there, stunned.

She looked up at me with her green eyes and let out one long cry. Before I could think, I told the shelter manager, “I’ll take her.” She was my first pet. Together, Hannah and I learned what it meant to love safely again.

Hannah, post-adoption, age 3.

Hannah, post-adoption, age 3.

Hannah almost died of life-threatening pancreatitis in 2008, when she was five, but today she turns ten, and she’s healthier than ever. When I asked what she wanted to do for her birthday, she said,”sunbathe.” So be it.

Happy 10th birthday to Hannah! We thank all of this blog’s readers for continuing to follow our story as it’s developed over the past three years. Stay tuned…

– TLS

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