Lights Out

We lost power about an hour and a half ago during a rather nasty electrical storm. After about 45 minutes worth of waiting, I was starting to think about where I could go to keep myself amused when it occurred to me that my poor foster cat was down in her room in the cellar with no light whatsoever. I canned the idea of going out and decided to let Adele (don’t blame me, it was the name she came with) upstairs. I really wasn’t ready to introduce her to the herd yet, but sometimes circumstances force one’s hand.

To my relief, she seems to be integrating in well with the three L’s. My biggest concern was that my three idiots would pick up on the fact that she is fairly weak (her diabetes has left her with a more than moderate case of diabetic neuropathy). Rather than sensing her weakness, they seem to be giving her plenty of room. Right now LGS is hiding on the kitchen table from Adele, LBrS hisses every time she wanders too close (an action that Adele steadfastly ignores) and LBlS keeps trying to follow her around and sniff her butt.

Adele’s diabetes is not yet well controlled, and she has quite an appetite because of it. There was no food in any of the bowls up stairs, but she thoroughly inspected them anyhow, just in case. Even though the power is off and the Drinkwell water fountain isn’t working, Adele managed to surprise herself by sticking her head into the bowl before she realized there was water in it. A few sneezes later, and she went on investigating her new world as if nothing happened.

I have an appointment for a consultation with a veterinary clinic our rescue group does not ordinarily use to see if we can’t do something to better control her sugar levels. I’ve been reading that there have been some pretty amazing cases of improving or even reversing diabetic neuropathy with the use of methyl-B12 injections, so I want to inquire about that as well.

I’m going to shut down my computer now to conserve it’s battery, but with luck I’ll have a few pictures to append to this entry by the time power returns and I can upload it.

[Power returned after a little over two hours. I’m uploading this about two hours after the fact. I don’t feel like dealing with pictures now, so they wll wait for a future update.]

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2 Comments

  1. I’ve had cats come to me with worse names. Buster comes to mind (later named Napoleon because he had a little man complex) but the most heartbreaking was the Himi kitten who was 6 months old and had NO name. She was a cream point that I named Harriet and Harriet she was until her dying day 14 years later with her new family.

    I can’t wait to see pics of Adele.

  2. So, do these methyl-B12 injections work for humans? For heaven’s sake, I need to know!

    As for Adele’s name, really, it’s not so bad. Sam’s big, dumb Basset hound came already named Buddy, the single most unimaginative male canine name on earth. Not only that, but I can’t tell Jethro that he’s my "little buddy" anymore without ending up with a lap and a half full of Basset. 🙁

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