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To begin with, my big tabby Otter has now manifested with Diabetes. we're having to control his food portions, no more free feeding, and on top of doing sub-q fluids to support his potassium levels we started four days ago giving him twice daily insulin injections.
I'm okay with needles, I've had enough of them in my life even aside from the tattoos.
Jeff is surprisingly okay with them considering he hasn't had to do needle stuff to himself ever.
But Tribble, my calico. She's peeing and pooping outside of the box. Tonight was the second time in a week that ONE of them peed the guest bed.
Jeff's convinced that it's her who's doing all the peeing. but I think that now we know Otter has Diabetes that he might have had occasions of muscle weakness and maybe some of the puddles have been his. The only reason that's important is that he, Jeff, has said now on three occasions that if we (or I) can't solve the cats peeing and pooping outside the box and in various places around the house that she'll have to go, or be sequestered, or something.
That would be intolerable to me, and if I wasn't trying to write this and get it out of my head to where I can problemsolve, I feel like I would be frozen from some combination of all the feelings that thinking about that wants me to feel.
If I'm writing, I can hold on to the feelings and keep myself cerebral instead of what? exploding? imploding? borrowing trouble anyway.
Problemsolving can do some damn thing to help.
my current theory that something makes her feel unsafe in the litterbox which is why she poops in corners of the room. the peeing i do not know.
* one thing I'm going to do to collect information is get with my Facebook cat owners/peeps and ask to have conversation with any who have experience with cats doing this.
* another thing I'm doing is getting with a cat behaviorist who I think will have a variety of things of advice to say. I fuckin hope so, it's going to be expensive, but at least she's local and won't charge me to travel.
* a third thing I'm going to do is some yoga. my body is tense and hurts. And get in the hot tub too, because my therapist had to cancel our massages this time.
It would be real easy to spiral about how lucky I am how privileged and stuff. I'm trying to not. Obviously... but yeah. This is overwhelming and I'm not good at this kind of project-management, where I'm emotionally involved.
okay. that;s all i have for right now.
writing is going okay just it's interrupted tonight. which, dammit, I almost had a handle on the current chapter.
I'm okay with needles, I've had enough of them in my life even aside from the tattoos.
Jeff is surprisingly okay with them considering he hasn't had to do needle stuff to himself ever.
But Tribble, my calico. She's peeing and pooping outside of the box. Tonight was the second time in a week that ONE of them peed the guest bed.
Jeff's convinced that it's her who's doing all the peeing. but I think that now we know Otter has Diabetes that he might have had occasions of muscle weakness and maybe some of the puddles have been his. The only reason that's important is that he, Jeff, has said now on three occasions that if we (or I) can't solve the cats peeing and pooping outside the box and in various places around the house that she'll have to go, or be sequestered, or something.
That would be intolerable to me, and if I wasn't trying to write this and get it out of my head to where I can problemsolve, I feel like I would be frozen from some combination of all the feelings that thinking about that wants me to feel.
If I'm writing, I can hold on to the feelings and keep myself cerebral instead of what? exploding? imploding? borrowing trouble anyway.
Problemsolving can do some damn thing to help.
my current theory that something makes her feel unsafe in the litterbox which is why she poops in corners of the room. the peeing i do not know.
* one thing I'm going to do to collect information is get with my Facebook cat owners/peeps and ask to have conversation with any who have experience with cats doing this.
* another thing I'm doing is getting with a cat behaviorist who I think will have a variety of things of advice to say. I fuckin hope so, it's going to be expensive, but at least she's local and won't charge me to travel.
* a third thing I'm going to do is some yoga. my body is tense and hurts. And get in the hot tub too, because my therapist had to cancel our massages this time.
It would be real easy to spiral about how lucky I am how privileged and stuff. I'm trying to not. Obviously... but yeah. This is overwhelming and I'm not good at this kind of project-management, where I'm emotionally involved.
okay. that;s all i have for right now.
writing is going okay just it's interrupted tonight. which, dammit, I almost had a handle on the current chapter.
Tags:
- cats,
- family,
- fear,
- frustration,
- goals