Monday, August 4, 2014

Moving with an anxious cat

So, I haven't really kept it a secret, but we are in the process of moving out of the house that I've known pretty much my entire life. I like to think I'm taking it in stride, after all I get the bigger room, I recently painted it purple, and soon we will have downsized a great deal. It's going to be a massively stressful week for everyone involved. 

Henry, Tris, and Frisket are all troopers. Far as I can tell this doesn't seem to be fazing them. Jane, on the other hand, has been going through issues since last year. Issues that we can't seen to get through. I first started noticing little lesions around her neck. I thought that Henry might be playing too rough with her, so I started to keep an eye on them. Her lesions turned to full-on scabs, and after a visit to our vet, we walked away with steroids and antibiotics. It seemed to work, we had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. About a month and a half later, though, we brought out the suitcases for our vacation, and she started pulling out her fur again. It was a LOT worse this time, so I took her back to the vet when we got back from vacation, and got another prescription. I also got a prescription for Fluoxetine to calm her nerves, and she's been on that for several months, now, to take the edge off. 

The last several weeks, she's been hiding in boxes in our dining room, but then she just came out and has set up shop in main bathroom. We'd switched the cats to grain-free food, and she decided to sleep in front of the bowl, keeping Henry and Tris, who are normally the pushiest buggers in the world, from getting food. I did a little experiment after several days of this, by switching them off Purina One Weight Control to Purina One Sensitive Systems, which both caused Janie to break out again. Dad suggested a grain free food, so I paid the hefty sum to get it for her, and it seems to be doing the trick of calming her system down. From there, I moved her food bowl to the opposite side of the sink, and when Janie was sleeping, she stayed on the same side. She wasn't guarding the food, she was making a haven of the smallest room in the house.

She's also been clingy and co-dependent when she's out of the bathroom. She'll sit on my lap or my chest, and digs her claws in. I really need to start trimming them. She's still scratching at her neck, so we're keeping an eye on that, but I'm enjoying the cuddles, despite her clawing my extremities every chance she gets. When I bring her to bed, she insists on sleeping on top of me. She needs to feel protected and secure, and I guess that's the only thing that I can do. Love her, and when we finally get to the new house this weekend, take her immediately to my room, with her kitty box set up, and let her get settled in there. 

I really hope this works, and that she takes to the new house. I want things to calm down in her life. I really REALLY hope it works. 

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