Married to MacGyver

Ryan is MacGyver. There is just no limit to what he can create with limited resources. For example, take The Case of Limited Space For A Second Litterbox.


Our "master" bathroom is someone's idea of a cruel joke. It is no bigger than a shoe box. I thought maybe we should put a litterbox in our bathroom for Blue so she won't have to travel as far. But where to put it? In the shower? On top of the toliet? Really, there is no room in there to place a litterbox on the floor.


But wait! Ryan manages to stick a litterbox in a place I would have never thought of...under the sink!





He removed the doors and cleared out everything there to make room for a small litterbox. He even was thoughtful enough to put a curtain for a covering. Ok, who am I kidding? He probably just wanted to make sure Blue had privacy. :-)





Now excuse me while I go check Ryan's pockets for a Swiss Army knife... :-)

Blue Monday

All of that good juju is definitely flowing our way as Blue is recovering.





Blue is still very yellow, but we were warned it could be months before the yellow coloring completely goes away.







She is still resting heavily and spends her days on the cat tree. She even played with her favorite feather toy for just a few minutes.





Blue is also very proud of her stitches. She's constantly showing them to me, as if trying to make me remember she is one tough cookie and not to be messed with. Don't worry, Blue. I know I am last on the totem pole!





Although she's a little lethargic, the fact that she still musters the energy to give me her famous Evil Eye is a sure sign she will kick this hepatic lipodosis on its evil tushie!

The Artist Formerly Known As Blue

She is now known as Yellow. ;)

Blue came home yesterday! Our kitty is finally back with us and we are praying that her road to recovery is fast and steady. She immediately came home and wolfed down some canned food. That is a great change from her barely wanting to eat at the vet's. She kept her food down and is alternating between sleeping on our bed and her favorite perch on the cat furniture.

You know why God invented credit cards? So you could charge $2,749.59 in emergency vet treatment for your precious cat. Worth every penny and I will sucker punch anyone who dare says "That much for just a cat??"

Also...




Dear Family Members Who Read This Blog,

I think King Diamond's song says it best: "There's no presents, not this Christmas. There's no presents..."

You have our full permission to blame Blue.

Love,

Mary and Ryan

"If you say one thing about my stitches,
the clawing off of your face will be confirmed."

(her stitches glow in the dark! ha!)

Why does Blue have pink stitches? She developed a large cyst on her head and it was removed while she was under anesthesia for her ultrasound. She kind of looks like a monk, but she can't fool anyone about being holy!

"So, what's for breakfast?"





(you can really see how yellow her ears are here)



"I see that Chihuahua still lives here.
Good.
She'll be the first one I beat up tomorrow."







"You may go now. You're dismissed."






"Is she really going to beat me up tomorrow?!"

Thank you for all of your prayers, juju and well wishes. We needed all of it to pull through from this yucky disease. Blue did eat like a pig when she got home and we need her to keep on eating. Please continue to keep us in your thoughts until Blue is finally out of the woods. We seem to have a few more trees to pass up before we finally have this Fatty Liver Disease beat!