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I'm getting on in years, My coat is turning gray. My eyes have lost their luster, My hearing's just okay. I spend my day dreaming Of conquests in my past, Lying near a sunny window Waiting for its warm repast.

I remember our first visit, I was coming to you free, Hoping you would take me in And keep me company. I wasn't young or handsome, Two years I'd roamed the street. There were scars upon my face, I hobbled on my feet.

I could sense your disappointment As I left my prison cage. Oh, I hoped you would accept me And look beyond my age. You took me out of pity, I accepted without shame. Then you grew to love me, And I admit the same.

I have shared with you your laughter, You have wet my fur with tears. We've come to know each other Throughout these many years. Just one more hug this morning Before you drive away, And know I'll think about you Throughout your busy day.

The time we've left together Is a treasured time at that. My heart is yours forever. I Promise - This old cat.

Hello again!  So, I've been searching the interwebs and realized there are a lot of worried and scared humans out there concerning kitty diabetes.  I wanted to give a little info to those who are looking for answers. 

First of all, just cause we get diabetes doesn't mean it's the end!  Most of us live long, happy, healthy lives with just a bit of extra care.  I came off my insulin but had to go back on it recently..but some kitties don't have to at all.  You never know!  We are all different.

The medicine needles don't hurt us.  I don't even flinch!  As long as you stay calm and confident, we don't get scared.  Remember: we can feel your fear and worries!  But the actual needle doesn't hurt at all. >^..^<

Staying on a low carb, high protein diet is very important!  We can't eat treats or table scraps...but we like our noms so you don't have to worry!  There are choices out there if you can't afford the doctor noms you just have to do a bit of extra research.  

Know the signs of diabetes and watch for our blood sugar going too low!  The signs are below:

High Blood Sugar:

Increased Thirst/Water Intake

Increased Water Output/Urination

Increased Hunger (with little or no weight gain) 

Upset Tummies/Vomiting (not always just hairballs)

Low Blood Sugar:

Cold Body Temperature (feel our ears and paw pads)

Very Tired..Not moving around much or sitting every few steps.

Unresponsive (if we don't play with our fave toys or answer to our name, you know something is up!)

No Appetite or Thirst

Humans: If your furry friend is already on insulin, watch for signs of low sugar!  And always keep Kero syrup handy..it's a life saver! 

Mommy got worried about me and my upset tummy so it was back to the V.E.T. (yes, I know how to spell!).  I have to be stuck again twice a day with the insulin.  My appetite is better but I don't have much energy yet.  Maybe I'll get to come off the sticky things again like last time..just gotta wait and see.

Yesterday was my 11th birthday (June 6th)!  Mommy gots me another castle...this one is bigger!  I have lots to chew now.  What?  I like to remodel. 

What better way to spend Mother's Day weekend than doing a craft together?

Nothing new to report here..so I thought I'd introduce my family.

This is Kitty-Mom..not her best photo I must say.  I out grew her pretty quick but she still knows how to whip me.

This was my brother, Baloo.  He's no longer with us.  We were really close and I miss him a lot. <3

And this is Big Black & White brother.  He moved in a few years ago after his human abandoned him.  He reminds me of my real brother, Baloo.  Maybe it's the fluffyness...

Mommy dropped a tiny orange thing on the bed...it came from a bag that I wanted to chew on badly.  But this tiny orange thing was kinda fun.

It attempted to hide under the soft things..

But I would not allow it to escape my sight!

GOTCHA!

So, the older humans in the house decided to take in these yapping things a while back.  We'll call them "Thing 1" and "Thing 2".  They escape from their realm every now and then and for some reason they enjoy eating my noms.  Not just my noms, but the other kitty noms in the house.  They run aimlessly towards any bowl.  Thankfully they do not see me as a nom.  Although I'm not convinced this will always be the case, so I keep my guard up.  The big black and white brother tells me that he can keep them at bay by swatting their noses.  Personally, I would rather not soil my fur with their stench.