uhhh guys?!

um. hi.

i..am..fighting off the grogginess. Momma tricked me today...she came over in the morning and we went for a car ride. Yay, right?

No. The white coat lady came into the room and I tried to jump onto momma's shoulders but she backed up and the white coat lady picked me up and I heard Momma say "I'm so sorry! but its for the best!"

Momma lies.

True, my mouth feels less metallic, but I went to pee and things seemed a little lighter down there. And oof! It all hurts!

I'm going to go curl up in my box and figure out whadafux just happened...

-Wiley

Junk Food

So Momma and Daddy went to McDonald's this week. It was funny, because I heard Momma saying something about "diet". Anyway, I went along for the ride and perched on Daddy's shoulders while he got a sweettea- he's also supposed to be building muscle. Is sweettea good for that?!


Well, since I'm a growing boy, I decided to try it out!

And I was hooked!

I try to be happy, so I checked out Momma's "happy meal" but all I wanted was the toy. I tried the barbeque sauce, but I don't know how people can eat that!

Off to play with more SPARKLEBALLS!


-Wiley

While you sleep

Dear Wiley,

While you sleep in my arms, something you're doing a lot more of these days, I thought I'd take the blog back over to let out all the jumbled thoughts thanks to your "adventure" this week. I was so scared when your dad called me at 5:20 Tuesday morning with a "Babe, get over here now, its Wiley." I asked him if this was a "call the vet" or "start digging a hole in the backyard" type of emergency. I was, and am still, so grateful that I didn't watch you get bitten, see you bleed, or hear too much of your crying. It really does break my heart every time you cry, even if I let you remain in the situation that makes you hurt.

We've both gotten to know more of the vets and almost every technician at CareFirst Animal Hospital on Oberlin, but I completely trusted them to give you the best level of care. Yes, you cost me more than a pair of Jimmy Choo's , more than a good laptop can go for these days, and almost as much as the new flatscreen TV your dad wants to buy, but, with you cuddled up on me, my heart melts and says "totally worth it!" It doesn't hurt your cuteness case that your broken jaw doesn't quite shut all the way, so your mouth hangs open all the time and your little tongue can't stay in. Slays me every time!

You surprised everyone, including Dr. Wages, when the feeding tube they set up didn't work. Mr. Antenna Head was quite entertaining, but you would walk around and bump something so that mid step, you'd collapse and cry in pain, even if nobody was touching you. When your dad and I tried to feed you through the tube, you demanded the food in your mouth, not through the pesky tube, which was great, because the tube kept getting stuck. 

In my over-protective-panic mode, I called the vet's office again, and they said to just bring you in, technicians would show me how to do this. When the quick "we'll just make sure its going well and then show you how to do it" turned into a gap long enough for me to scroll through facebook AND a couple of news stories on my phone,  I wasn't surprised that the night shift vet came in and said "yeah, the food's not staying down, so we'll keep him until the doctor that put his tube in comes in the morning." Sad, yes, that you had to spend another night in the hospital away from me, but if it was what was best for you, so be it.

The call that next morning that you were drinking water, eating wet food, dry kibble, trying to eat your blanket and even gnawing on the bars of your cage just made me laugh. I came to get you that afternoon, antenna-less! You're a stinkin' fast healer, which I think might come in handy if you're going to keep playing with these big dogs and your adventurous spirit. 

You attack feet and hands like normal, but we try to pull away so that you don't mess up the nice wiring in your jaw. The pain meds must be awesome, because you act completely normal now. Well, you like to cuddle way more, but can this please be standard?! When it comes time for antibiotics, you're not the biggest fan, but drink it up well. Your scraggly kitten fur seems to be slowly but surely replaced with sleep jet black fur along your back spine and the top of your head. Its like the wiry dark gray is out, and New York Black is IN! 

So there you have it! You've probably gone through 2 of your lives, between surviving the attempted orphaning and now the jaw breaking, but you're only 15 weeks old :/ I think God must have a special place for you, by the way, because I begged Him to let you heal quickly, for it to not cost too much, and low and behold, thanks to the great doctors and your insane metabolism, you're acting normal and I got paid for the new job! That paycheck can cover all of what you cost me, but it needs to last me for another month, so at least I've got enough to cover the credit card bill for another month :) 

You might be trouble, but you're cute enough that you're worth it. Dad and I agree, we're keepin' ya!


Love,
Mom

More adventures!

Hey guys,

Taking a break from nomming the blanket and metal bars to tell you more of what's up. I'm still at the vet's,  or rather, back there. Momma came and picked me up, including antibiotics, pain killers and syringes packed with food to shove down my feeding tube. I immediately hunted down the food but Daddy picked it up! What the heck, guys! Momma and Daddy did try to calm me down, wrapped me in a towel, and tried to "feed" me by first giving me water then food and fizzy water to break up the clumps in my feeding tube. I ran off a few times, shook loose the food that was still in the tube, and every now and then, hit something just the wrong way and I let everyone in a 4 block radius know that I, Wile E. Cat, was NOT happy!

Momma called me "Mr. Antenna Head"

Momma called the vet a couple times, and they told her technicians would be there until 9pm, so if she had issues or questions to just come in and they'd show her how to take care of me. Sooo it was back to the vet's, where they all know me by sight now! We went back into an exam room and the tech said she'd go get me started, then come back to show Momma how to do it. Well, I let out a few screams and then a vet went to go tell Momma just WHY I was screaming. You see, the tube goes into the esophagus which empties into my tummy, but food wasn't staying down there! The vet on duty wasn't my usual vet who had put the feeding tube in, so they said they'd keep me overnight, feed me and figure out what was up with the tube with the usual vet in the morning.

Dr. Wages called Momma this morning to tell her that I'd eaten wet food, dry food, and oh yeah, right now I was trying to eat my blanket and liked chewing on my bars to escape. They're going to take out the tube today and see if I can get back to normal food, just maybe with the wires in. I'm telling you, these painkillers are GREAT!

-Wiley

Adventure TIME!

Hey guys,

I'm blogging today from an off site location. Its been a serious feat to get to a computer, get Dad and Mom to e-mail me their photos of me, and phew, you wouldn't believe how bad things look! Well, they seem bad, but I'm young and everyone says not only do kittens bounce back very well, but, as Dad keeps telling Momma, "if you put two cat bones in the same room, they'll find a way to fuse."

Well, I'll show you why there's all this fuss, the raw picture of me yesterday morning:


In the morning commotion, I went for some water, near one of my siblings' water bowls, which is where their soon to be fed food bowls were going to be, soooo in defending impending food, not realizing I just wanted water, I got into a scuffle. It was really just one bite  and then Dad saw what was up and broke it up. Good thing, too, or else you couldn't believe the fight I've got in me! I just didn't get the chance to get my swings in! Lucky pup!

Anyway, Dad called Mom, the bleeding stopped, and when Mom got to the house, called the vet. Thankfully, this happened on a weekday a couple hours before the vet opened up, so they told Momma to bring me over and they'd see me first thing. Turns out, all the blood that had been dripping made everything look way worse than it was. My feet were totally okay, but the first thing the vet assistant pointed out to Momma was that my jaw looked a little off. I should probably tell you here that I hadn't closed my mouth, my tongue stayed out, and I didn't really move it much, until right before I left for the vet's.

When the vet- yayyy same vet as normal!- came in, she told Momma to go home, that they'd take care of me. There was definitely something up with my jaw, but everything else was fine.  I got some fluids to recover from the shock, sedated and then x-rayed. My jaw joint was fine, but the bottom jaw had been broken on both sides. They would have to wire my jaw back together and insert a feeding tube.

Momma and Daddy came to see me, of course take humiliating pictures, and bring my cow to snuggle with for the night! Why yes, I'm 1.9lbs, 14 weeks old, and have already had an overnight hospital stay! I get to come back home today, and so far, they say I'll probably have to keep the wires in for 2-4 weeks. The feeding tube will take some getting used to, but I'm trying to lick, so the vet was super excited about that.

Yes, this looks awful, but I'm fine! No internal bleeding, cat bones, especially kitten ones, heal fast. Momma tells me that so far, I owe her a pair of Christian Louboutins for the cost of the vet visits. Anyone know what those are?! The timing of it, weekday, morning, the last week Momma stays home before her new job starts, actually works out really well. I might get to go on a road trip to Illinois next weekend with Momma and Daddy and meet my other set of grandparents!

I'll keep you updated, but wouldn't mind getting a few of your thoughts and prayers, and for all the kitties and puppies I'm hanging out with, and those that don't have people that love them as much as the vets and staff at Oberlin do!

-Wiley

BFF

 Like I hinted at before, I have a new BFF. Now that my big brother doesn't want to eat me anymore, we like to hang out! I drink his water....

 We play fight, although Daddy says I whine too easily :(

And then when we get all tired...

We nap!

Back to napping with B!

-Wiley

Annnnd I"M BACK

Hey guys!

Momma went out of town for a while and Dad forgot to keep letting me blog. Seriously, Dad!

Anyway, when last we spoke, I was a flea ridden wee thing.

Now?! Well, I've passed the 8 week mark with flying colors, which means I can get help killing the fleas, thanks to Advantage! I also got to take de-wormer and had more vaccines :)

There's so many other things going on- new toys, new stuff, and total reign of the house, muwhahahaha!

But.. the best part?!

I have a new pal!

-Wiley