Wasabi Almonds

Slow Blood

I'm under the impression that Stinkerbell thinks she should be hibernating. She eats about 65% less than normal and sleeps the majority of the day in her bed behind the couch, then sleeps the majority of the night in bed with us.

Her fur is quite fluffy and she doesn't seem to be losing weight or acting otherwise unhealthy.

As I recall, last winter was similar, even though we were in Key West. It must be an instinctual thing.

Or maybe it's an instinktual thing.

Ha ha ha.

Stinkerbell's Wetting

Welcome to the Skunk Spa!

We decided to give Stinkerbell a bath this morning for a few reasons.

1. She was going to meet my coworkers this afternoon.

2. She hadn't had a bath since this summer or spring in the grooming department at the pet store.

3. She's been sleeping on dirty dishtowels and was developing a bit of a funk.

Here's how it played out.

Warning: The 2nd video has poop.










We used some of Buster's "Buddy Wash: Green Tea & Bergamot" shampoo. It's smells lovely.

Nesting

For the last few weeks Stinkerbell has decided to make her nest behind the dryer. Since the cats' litter box is in the laundry room, when she needs to doodle she just climbs in there and goes.

That, to me, is worth having the dryer pulled 8 inches out from the wall.

She also likes to build her nest with random items like grocery bags and dishtowels. Since we regularly throw the dirty dishtowels on the floor in front of the washer, she has stolen an entire pile of them to sleep on.

Lovings...

Maui is the most friendly and un-discriminating of our cats. He will tolerate snuggling with anyone, and while he doesn't seek out Buster or Stinkerbell to snuggle with, he doesn't mind if it just "happens."

I think that Stink likes Maui's fur.

Better

For those concerned, whatever the issue was seems to have passed. Stinker's breathing is fine and she is back to her silly self - eating wasabi almonds and chasing Buster around the living room.

A Scare

This morning around 7am I woke up to Stinkerbell sleeping on my chest. I moved her so I could sleep on my side and a little while later she started hacking. It sounded like she was trying to cough something up, like maybe something was stuck in her throat.

She was obviously still getting air, but the hacking went on for about fifteen minutes. After it stopped her breathing was ok but she was making some little clicking noises with about half of her breaths.

She got down and ate a few bites of cat food, and we've made sure she has lots of water available.

I've checked on her a few times throughout the day and she seems to be alright, sleeping in the corner of our closet.

In the even that she has to go to the vet, we would need to go to South Carolina, where pet skunks are legal. Fortunately our friend Amy takes her dogs to a vet that she is pretty happy with, and from the appearances of their website they take exotics.

I'm going to call and verify if they'll treat a skunk just in case.