We have about reached the point where Milk's not eating much of anything on his own. Even the dry that I put down for him to eat after his pill usually ends up getting eaten by Busy or Burble. So wonderful, I'm damaging THREE cats, instead of just one.... Feeding him four times a day with the AD - an entire can - seems to make it possible to maintain him at 9 pounds, 14 ounces. Sunday, I only fed him three times, and he lost 3 ounces that he can hardly afford. He's a fur bag full of bones. A lot of nights (and very early mornings!) he and Burble and Busy go careening around all over the house. The last couple days, not so much - he seems sort of weaker, and is definitely wobblier. He had a terrible fall off the cat tree. I'd just poked Scruffy's ear, so I couldn't get up in time, and in literally a split second, Milk jumped up, slipped, hung on with one claw, and then fell about three feet and landed flat on his back. I couldn't get to him before he got back up. He seemed to be okay - more surprised than anything. He never seems to remember that he's likely to fall until it's too late. I'm sick to death of watching him be unable to do all the stuff he worked so hard to do after he first came here.
I posted on the epifeline board today to ask about Keppra. I wanted to know if it replaces phenobarbital. (Wouldn't that be wonderful!) There were a bunch of posts from January from people using Keppra, and it seems as though some of the cats were wobblier on it, and at least one lost his appetite. That's not good news. Someone also posted (from Germany) that someone - an authority, I assume, although I didn't recognize the name - preferred Topamax to Keppra. I hadn't seen that before. I just want something that will let my cat be himself again, and make him want to eat. The smell of AD is turning my stomach. It's everywhere - not just the smell, the AD - it sticks to my watch and to my clothes, and to poor little Milk's fur. Fortunately, Busy has decided that it's his job to clean up after Milk eats. He licks and licks and gets all those lumps of food off the little boy. (Busy can use a few extra calories, too.) It's a good thing - I would hate to have the specialist see him on Thursday with that stinky food all over him. It's almost impossible to wipe it off - it just turns into smaller lumps and clings all the harder to his fur.
I'm nervous about Thursday. I don't want to leave him there for them to do stuff to all afternoon. He's such a shy little cat, and he feels lousy. How do I know they'll be nice to him? What kind of awful things are they going to do? How is he going to understand any of this?
