Scooter report and kitty psychic

[tenaya]

Too summarize, he's been eating a few meals of a spoonful of food each day and keeping it down. Two days he's vomited up nothing but water. I called the vets on Monday to ask about the lab results but was told Dr. A was having a lot of emergencies that day. Tuesday evening she calls up, talks to mom, and I'm told his results were for the most part good, even his kidney values had improved (from years ago when he was diagnosised with chronic renal failure) but that he had a really high white count. How nice that that was communicated in such a timely manner. The results should have been in on Saturday, so it only took three extra days to tell us the cat should be on antibiotics. One would almost think that for Dr. A, the important part is the ORDERING of the test, not the actually results/treatments. Dr. A was there this morning but she didn't stop in to see her patient, which, to tell you the truth was fine with me. It doesn't help to change my opinion of her though.

So, after work I took him in and he had another bolus of 300cc of saline instilled under the skin and I got some antibiotics and appetite stimulant. He was ravenous when we got home and ate a whole bottle of chicken baby food. Tonight, he seems in good spirits but is avoiding food again. :::sigh:::

I will say it was kinda funny to watch him try to walk and sit with this big squishy lump of fluid under his skin. He sat down and the water went low on his tummy; he had to stand up and widen his stance to accommodate his extra volume.

So, he's better. If he's not back to normal, we'll take him back to have more saline given to him every two or three days.

My friend up north has a friend that is psychic when it comes to pets and offered to talk to me about mine. I'm skeptical about this type of situation (I'm 400 miles away and never met her) but it's a friend of a friend and it certainly couldn't hurt.

Of Brindle, she said he showed her that in his previous home he was abused (hit and kicked) and he left of his own accord. He needs more physical affection and reassurance. He is testing us still. She said of his trauma from last May that a small dog, possibly a coyote got him and that he left his claws in the dog.

Of Scooter, she said he's not comfortable in his own skin. Not sure what that means. She says he says he's hundreds of years old; he's been a cat for many lives and he's tired of things being about cats. He rejects, and the physical manifestation of that is the vomiting. Also, the vet trips are making him feel better and he understands we are trying to help him.

I told her we were going to get a couple of cats to be companions for Brindle when Scooter passes away. She said he'd prefer a female cat under a year old. He doesn't care if there is two; he'll leave that up to us. She said, "they're showing me a yellow cat." I'm not sure if she meant Brindle wanted a yellow cat or she was picking up my liking for yellow cats. Brindle and Reg are/were yellow tabbies. I seem to end up with them. Yellow tabbies or siamess mixes. I've two friends (including the one up north) and they always end up with black cats. It's odd, you know?

She says Reg is still around. She asked if he was a large cat with strips (I could hear my friend laughing in the background and she yelled out, "I didn't tell her ANYTHING!" Friend always got a kick out of how rotound Reg was. She says he's happy and loves being on the other side. She kept saying how giant he is appearing to her, almost comically so (I put that down to Reg's natural gravitas.) Also, that he sleeps on my bed. I told her I haven't sensed him (actually an hour after he died I felt the bed move, but nothing since then) and she said I should talk to him and to be more open to his presence.

So, I volunteered a lot of info and wasn't trying to prove her authenticity. I'm not sure she would have come up with much if I hadn't (she started by saying they were closed off, and those two are so....) She came up with some details about Brindle. I hadn't said we suspected he was abused then left or was dumped; she kept repeating that he was showing her he was kicked and hit. Even though it was six years ago, I do think Brindle still remembers and it effects him still. It was odd that when I hung up the call, I went into the laundry room (he's back in the sink since Saturday night) he was sitting up expectantly. He could have heard his name though. We had a very good Brindle Break and I will spend more time with him and try to make him feel very special.

Comments

[catalenamara.livejournal.com]

Boy, I sure hope he's feeling better soon! It's disgraceful they took so long to get back to you.

A friend of mine had an amazing experience with a cat psychic. He had moved to a large new house in the countryside. This was on the east coast. He'd taken his cat with him - the cat promptly disappeared. He looked *everywhere* - no luck. 2 or 3 days later, a friend of his contacted a pet psychic who said she sensed the cat had "fallen quite a distance in darkness" and recommended he look in the basement. He hadn't been in the basement since he first looked at the house, and he hadn't opened the door. Sure enough, the cat was in the basement, and they later figured out the cat must have gotten into the old disused 2nd floor "chute" and slid all the way down into the basement.

[tenaya.livejournal.com]

That's cool to hear. I don't see how they can zero in on one's own kitty from such a distance, but your story is about the 5th one I've heard that does it this way.

[catalenamara.livejournal.com]

It's quite a fascinating thing, how often that works. I think, for some readers, it's actually easier to do this sort of thing from a distance.

A friend taught a "develop your own psychic abilities" class online a couple of years ago. I've done Tarot cards off and on over the years, mostly off, because reading for people I know makes me nervous, and I have zero interest in reading for people I don't know as any sort of avocation. But this class was *fascinating*. It completely took away my nervousness and second-guessing because, since it was online, it was all anonymous.

We would usually have 7 - 15 people in the group at any one time, and we would volunteer to do readings for each other. We didn't know *anything* about the other people except their screen name - not their sex, location, age, *anything*. I found that liberating, and felt quite free to just tune into any image that popped into my head. People said I was pretty accurate. I still don't want to do this sort of this "in person", though. There's too much temptation to "second guess" for people I know.