'nuff bout cats?

Okie, this blog needs to see more than furries' stories.

Ginger's second vet opinion suggested he is in the early stages of approaching sequestrum, and no surgery required at this point, but going for 2 medicinal eye drops, and review again in a month's time. Dr Robin Stanley really put my mind at ease, his gentle approach to examine Ginger, his encouraging words, his wise vast knowledge. That is one great vet. I know I'm not alone, pet owners out there, you know you'll cringe when the vet your baby is seeing is obviously not an animal lover.

But if Ginger does need a CCT surgery (less obvious scarring with no visual impairment), it'll be about 6 months later, if he doesnt show signs of improvement in his eyes..

On a lighter note, Pitch's blood test results came back, and she is officially healthy and suitable for donating blood. She's now on the emergency donor list for feline type A blood! Ahh! So major. Lol. This little heroine!

Fen's on a casual job now, still sending resumes till he gets something stable. I'm considering studying a year at VIT, but have not done any reading up on it yet. Staying home all day is enjoyable. Yoga and Tabata daily, yays~

I didnt have the mood to blog about this before, but our neighbour's cat has been coming to our door. Twice daily. I've started feeding him, because I feel sorry for him. His name is Ginger (OMG), so to avoid confusion, he's called Outdoor Ginger. He is BIG. The last 2 days, he finally warmed up enough to snuggle up to me purring. I cant quite figure him out, he appears rather feral (he has track records of killing birds, not that I mind at all - I hate birds - but Fen had to bury one after it crawled to our bush to die a slow painful death), and doesnt seem to be allowed into his owner's house (?), but wants to get into our house (?!) which I cant allow that, because it's driving Ginger nuts. Ginger is annoyed; he peed out of his tray to make it crystal clear. He has a collar, which is probably why no RSPCA took him away. Have yet to feel for his microchip, but his collar states a number which must mean he is registered. Underneath his fluff, he's actually not that big/fat. He's beautiful. All cats are, by the way.

That fluffy round face!

How to ignore him like that?

Times like this, I start to critic myself again. I'm holding my furries prisoners. They could be free outside, happy and carefree. Just like Outdoor Ginger. Argh.