Lucy’s mama, Vicki, here…
I wanted to give you an update on the new kitty Lucy posted about yesterday. Let’s face it, Lucy doesn’t give a flying fig about him, so I thought I would do the post today.
His official new name is Bucky. My husband, James, named him this due to several factors: He was found in Buckingham, PA at an abandoned train depot, Buckingham Valley Train, right next to Buckingham Lumber Yard in Bucks County. I apologize if Lucy gave the impression that his name was Money Pit. She was being sarcastic because she overheard me grumbling to James how much money the little guy cost us at the vet.
Tuesday morning he peed all over his bed, towel and the floor. It was almost like a gigantic water puddle but it definitely had that ammonia smell to it. When James bought his bed, he didn’t check the washing instructions. Unfortunately, it’s hand wash only. I therefore washed his bed and the floor. (James washed the bed again. It's not easy getting that urine smell out.) I can’t figure it out because he used his litter box on Sunday. I’m writing this Tuesday evening and he hasn’t pooped (sorry for the bluntness) at all. Also, he drinks water like crazy. To sum it up, since he came here Sunday early evening, he’s gone to the bathroom three times (number one only). The vet is supposed to call tomorrow with the results of his full-panel blood test, and I’ll mention it to her.
The good news is that his nose didn’t run at all today. It’s still a little wet and crusty, but Sunday and Monday, he was sneezing and had mucus hanging out of his nose.
I wanted to thank you all for your nice comments on both my and James’ blog. We both appreciate the kindness and support a lot. It’s amazing the sweet friends we’ve made in the blogging world.
I’m still unhappy because he has to be in our windowless, tiny laundry room for at least a few weeks. I feel so bad. We visit him from time to time throughout the day, but I just feel like he must be lonely and bored in there.
Thanks for listening!