Shopping spree

Ever since Ella arrived, I’ve been watching her, evaluating her even more than usual with new fosters. I want to try and improve her quality of life, if I can. I’m more and more convinced that her vision and hearing aren’t as bad as was thought. The analogy that I came up with is that she sees and hears like a human; handicapped for a cat, but certainly workable. She seems to see better in daylight and she could hear people coming in downstairs at work; we were on the second floor.

So I thought about it , came up with a shopping list and off I went. My ideas? Stable, bright-coloured food dishes. She seems to see brighter colours better; those are the toys she goes for first. She stands in her food, so non-tippy was a must. Bright-coloured and noisy toys. Hard for me — I usually avoid noisy toys like the plague. Here’s what I got:

IMG_4101The balls are hard plastic with things that rattle inside; the wand has a bell and a string with a butterfly; the cow is a puppy’s squeaky toy; the crinkle ball crinkles. 😉  The pink dish is for her kibble; the large stainless steel, I’m going to try water in; the small ones are quite heavy and for her wet food/slushies.

Although deep dishes are easier for me (less messy) the shallow are easier for her — she seems to find the food more easily. So these are nice and shallow, but heavy and stable. They stay in place so she her food doesn’t move around and she can find it.

Not pictured? The spray bottle to have a bleach solution handy, the giant package of paper towels (I don’t own enough rags — and I have a lot!),  and the “j-cloths”. Sigh. My coordinator says the diarrhea should end “soon”. After using the litter box twice on Saturday, two messy clean ups on Sunday. Nothing like Friday, but still unpleasant.

One of the best things about Ella is that she is a kitten x 10. She LOVES everything. “Oh, food! I love my food!” “Oh, you’re picking me up! I love being held!” Oh, a toy! I love toys!” I actually worry that she doesn’t sleep, though I have seen her sitting still a couple of rare times. She immediately played — enthusiastically — with all the toys.

The only things she doesn’t like? Her coccidia pills!!!! Though I’m feeling a little smug that she made less fuss here than at the vet’s office. And she doesn’t like being confined or being alone. I wish, wish, wish she could have a friend.

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About Adventures in Cat Fostering

I am a cat fosterer for Toronto Cat Rescue. I also have two cats of my own, Jonesy, the black and white, and Murphy, the brown tabby, in the photo. Both were adopted from Toronto Cat Rescue.
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