My apologies for not posting sooner, but I did not wish to jinx what was going on. Four days ago, right after they did an ultrasound (and found nothing wrong except tarsel tunnel) which I already knew I had. The symptoms stopped occurring. Just as quickly as they started, they have stopped. No extreme fatigue. No falling asleep while I am eating. (That scared me the most). The night sweats, leg cramps and inability to not be able to walk that came and went… It’s all gone away. (TYG)

I even tested it yesterday and took Kota for his first walk since March.We went on the walking trail for two hours and it felt wonderful! Even the constant chills have vanished.

They still want to do the cat scan which is next Monday. But, I have my life back.I am so grateful for that. Thank you for those who prayed and worried and wrote to me privately. I do appreciate you all. All of this made me really miss my two M’s (Mike and Molly) The burn kitties do not seem to offer much comfort. They are still spending a large amount of time hiding underneath my coffee table. My hope is one day, they will come out of hiding permanently instead of just at meal times and litter pan visits.

Speaking of meals, if anyone could throw a few dollars our way, we are down to one bag of Cat Chow and 6 cans of Fancy Feast. Burn kitties may live in seclusion, but boy can they eat! LOL They were just recently dewormed. I believe it may be from the fact that right after they were born, they were forced to eat the dirt and ashes that surrounded them. Magoo will, after he has polished off his food, bat the bowl away from Ash and steal her food too! He is such a scamp.

After he eats, he goes to the cat food closet and sits there looking at me accusingly. I am sure if he could talk, he would say: “Please Mom, may I have more?” It takes him three cans before his appetite is satisfied.

All other kitties are doing well at the moment. Baker is still fighting, He is getting so skinny but he does his walk-abouts in the mornings still. My neighbor is amazed because he will dart out of the cat enclosure at any given moment. He then goes to all his old feline friends, says hello to each of them. If the sun is out, he will lay in the sun for a few hours and when I come out of the house to see where he might be. He follows me back to the enclosure and walks right in. That’s his normal day. She said he must be a dog in cat’s clothing. No, he’s just Baker. He is my last old-timer here.

I know the day is coming that he will not want his walk-abouts anymore and that will be the sign that he has finally given up and given in to the kidney disease. He is still on his special meds and prescription diet, but the cost is ridiculously high.The food  seems to help him, but it slams our food budget hard. Thank you for anything you can offer during these hard times that everyone is going through.

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