Momma Kat and Her Bear Cat

Ellie Mae died peacefully in my arms at home this past Friday. Ironically, I started this post over two years ago, with tears pouring from my eyes, after we found Ellie's liver mass. What a ride since then! Ellie Mae fought cancer with everything she had and survived her cholangiocarcinoma prognosis by at least 18 months. And at the very end, cancer was the least of ou...

At times, medicine time at our house gets a bit contentious. Get your popcorn ready, because the show is about to start!

HIIIIII! It's Ellie Mae! I'm taking over the blog today to discuss a VERY important topic relating to sharing our lives with our humans (if you only have one human, and it's not a Daddy, consider yourself VERY lucky ... also, if you'd like a Daddy, I have a used one for sale (* #). He's not low miles ... but he's reliable (@)). 

The girls come up with a new "game." Of course, things are all fun and games until somecat crosses the line ... though we're not sure who that was in this conversation. Things quickly get out of paw (as they so often do).

Ellie's killing instinct hasn't diminished since she started cancer treatment. But we made some modifications, so she's more comfortable. First, we play on the bed, so when she does hop and pounce, her landings are softer on her joints. Second, we focus most activity in one spot so she doesn't have to hop or pounce unless she wants to. Instead of chasing her yarn ball across the...