The new Tat on the mat

You know, it's rather fun reading back through the blog every now and then. And I don't think I have seen Luke's room so tidy for weeks now (last photo was of the Astro-Nut).

Have I mentioned the Tat? The new Cat? We have a new addition to the household. After some deliberation and searching, Luke and I went on a kitten hunt to find someone who will sleep on his bed. No one could ever really take the place of Po, but the small boy wanted a cat of his own. We visited Darg, Tears, Gumtree and the SPCA, and finally met a small swirly-coloured cat who leapt into our arms and purred at first sight.

Enter Thunderbolt, a female tortoiseshell with great character (and sneezes).

  

So Madame Le Tat came home on Friday. And then we discovered that she had snuffles or cat flu. So back to the SPCA on Monday for meds, then back on Wednesday for more meds and a drip and hospitalisation. We collected her the following Monday and she was on the mend. An ankle slasher of note, there were cries of anguish from various parts of the house at inopportune times. She's also an excellent soccer player and enthusiastically chases balls. And when she was finally allowed out of Luke's room, she's turned out to be a lap cat too. Leading to the new term "incatacitated" or incapacitated. We knew that that Angel was finally de-fluffing in protest when we found Angel on the top bunk of Jessica's bed and Luke and Thunderbolt on the bottom one night.

However, the cat flu came back. So it's been daily visits to SPCA for 3 days for an antibiotic shot. Have to admit I thought we had lost her on Sat as she was so weak. Eish. Praying that we have an all-time cat, not one that gets sick every few months. And while annoyed that our adopted feline came to us sick, grateful that SPCA have been so good about treating her 100% for us.

Anyway, off to get the next injection now...