Kyrielle
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Tuesday I took Kamino off of antibiotics to see if he could handle it. His eyes remained fine, but when I took him today to hopefully get his second round of vaccinations, the vet found he had a fever of a 104. (Like the equivalent of us having a fever of 100. Not terrible, but not good.) :| To which I think, "Oh great, he's not getting better."
So, back he goes on the antibiotics for a week. But no more eye ointment. Anyway, thank goodness that in regards to these things, my intuition is fairly apt. I saved his antibiotics in the fridge just in case something like this did happen. So it's not any big deal to go back to dosing him. Next week I'll take him back to the vet and hopefully he'll be pronounced well.
The good news... His eyes are back to normal. He has lost one of his bottom baby canines and the other one is on the way out. He's gained some weight (again) and is now a healthy 3 lbs 12 oz. I asked the vet how old he thought he was, because 3.75lbs sounded a bit big for a 13 week old kitten. He did some rough figuring and based on the fact that he's starting to lose his baby teeth and his weight and appearance, he's probably closer to 15 weeks. Two weeks doesn't seem like a big deal, but at this age, it still is.
A lot of people comment on how odd his face looks. It's not odd in an ugly way. More like in a very adorable way. He's a moggie, through and through, but his body shape and face suggest more "oriental" breeds. We'll see what kind of traits he most resembles. There's no knowing for certain for another couple of months.
This weekend I was all set to go to Hilton Head to visit W, but at the last minute, I decided against it. Not because I didn't want fun and sun over a 3 and a half day weekend. Mostly because I hit a wall last night and had an emotional breakdown due to all the stress in the past week. (Like possibly getting written up at work. Having to beg and cajole for a half-day today. Having titlework come back to me with my most hated mistake: the name change.) I realized I didn't want to drive all the way down there. I didn't want to leave the kitten with only my mom to peak in on him. I didn't want to get there and be with W, who would likely be in a funk. And I definitely didn't want to go with my period about to start, and judging by the huge hormonal shift I've ridden, would be painful and exhausting.
So W will visit in a couple of weeks. And it will be better.
So, back he goes on the antibiotics for a week. But no more eye ointment. Anyway, thank goodness that in regards to these things, my intuition is fairly apt. I saved his antibiotics in the fridge just in case something like this did happen. So it's not any big deal to go back to dosing him. Next week I'll take him back to the vet and hopefully he'll be pronounced well.
The good news... His eyes are back to normal. He has lost one of his bottom baby canines and the other one is on the way out. He's gained some weight (again) and is now a healthy 3 lbs 12 oz. I asked the vet how old he thought he was, because 3.75lbs sounded a bit big for a 13 week old kitten. He did some rough figuring and based on the fact that he's starting to lose his baby teeth and his weight and appearance, he's probably closer to 15 weeks. Two weeks doesn't seem like a big deal, but at this age, it still is.
A lot of people comment on how odd his face looks. It's not odd in an ugly way. More like in a very adorable way. He's a moggie, through and through, but his body shape and face suggest more "oriental" breeds. We'll see what kind of traits he most resembles. There's no knowing for certain for another couple of months.
This weekend I was all set to go to Hilton Head to visit W, but at the last minute, I decided against it. Not because I didn't want fun and sun over a 3 and a half day weekend. Mostly because I hit a wall last night and had an emotional breakdown due to all the stress in the past week. (Like possibly getting written up at work. Having to beg and cajole for a half-day today. Having titlework come back to me with my most hated mistake: the name change.) I realized I didn't want to drive all the way down there. I didn't want to leave the kitten with only my mom to peak in on him. I didn't want to get there and be with W, who would likely be in a funk. And I definitely didn't want to go with my period about to start, and judging by the huge hormonal shift I've ridden, would be painful and exhausting.
So W will visit in a couple of weeks. And it will be better.
