We Both Survived The Weekend

 Lukas and I had a not-so-great weekend. He was still learning his way and had three soiling accidents-one in his box bed which soiled his blankets, another less than a foot away from his litter box in the bedroom and a third in his favorite chair in the sitting room. As his devoted servant, I cleaned. cleared and washed, hoping the Nature's Miracle enzymatic cleaner would do its job which apparently it has as there is no lingering odor anywhere. He did well getting his fluids and the vet knows to call regarding this situation.

Early this morning, before day break, Lukas went to his litter box, water bowl and out to the sitting room where his box bed is located without incident, so I hope the worst of this learning curve is behind both of us. He ate well at breakfast and took his medication from my hand. He purrs and licks me when I take him in my lap most of the time though his back legs are apparently a bit painful and his pet sitter who is a vet nurse suggested I watch how he's positioned as that may have been why he growled the other day.

Through my recent reading and observation, I was initially concerned about cognitive decline but Lukas's ability to locate and properly use his litter box, find and sleep in his bed box, eat, drink and recognize me with affection. all suggest that his loss is visual rather than cognitive, at least at this point. I'll see what vet has to say later today. For now, all is calm. Thanks for your care and concern. All good thoughts are appreciated.

And Growling Was Heard...

 Things have not been wonderful of late, especially watching Lukas continue to struggle. I believe his vision is gone altogether from the way he is behaving and it breaks my heart. He will walk the length of a room, and miss a wall or fail to notice a treat or his food bowl unless either is shoved beneath his nose. Yesterday he fell off the end of our bed and he no longer jumps up there or to his favorite chair in the front room. 

When I call to or talk to him, he looks from side to side as though looking for me but will walk away from the sound of my voice rather than toward it. While he knows where his cardboard box with blankets is, goes to his litter box in the bedroom and finds his water bowl. he will often just sit or cry in the middle of a space. I caught a whiff of something only to discover that he had urinated in the cardboard box he now prefers to sleep in. Cats do not generally sleep where they go, so this is a sign of stress. He may have found it too hard to navigate to the bedroom in the night. Since he seems otherwise okay. and is eating and drinking and has used his litter box, I am not concerned about sickness or a bladder infection at this point, although his vet will be hearing about all of this.

He is currently napping and I'm keeping an eye out. I wish thus was easier...