New paintings and regular art updates.
My old cat seems to be a bit better, he’s eating more and has gone back on to solid foods. He is more friendly and active too.
I thought his life was over, but he’s somehow stabilised. I’m hoping he keeps going, as long as he’s not in pain. The anxiety has settled a bit in me too. I don’t worry about going out as much now. I can’t explain the relief I feel. And he’s getting lots of love. He’s lying on the mat near the heater at the moment. Paws tucked under. Typical loaf position.
Excuse my slippers
He found a patch of sun earlier
Lay down and showed his belly
He rolled and twirled
Whirled and purred
Happier than last night
Breathing now just right.
I can’t believe
What 12 hours rest
Can change
Happier cat.
The cat is back
Happy and fat
Sleeping on my chair
I guess that’s fair
So here’s a simple verse
That things had been worse
Now they are good
The cat? He’s my bud!
I was feeling spiky
A bit annoyed today
Something like a cactus
On a hot summers day.
Then I thought of flowers
The way they emerge
Sometimes out of nowhere
When the cactus has a surge
Of growth when it’s ready
To make a new plant
It made me feel happier
My mood more valiant.
For the first time since he came home my cats managed to eat soft solid cat food (he’d been drinking water and cat milk and yesterday he had cat pate and cat soup mixed together) . He’s tried eating his regular biscuits but struggled as they were too hard for his sore mouth.
Overall he still looks a mess, but I’m really pleased to see an improvement. I’m proud of him. X
Mallaband-Brown