My god, I'm beat. Lily has been quite a handful, but ever adorable.
She is now officially accepted by the colony, which was proven by Prinny's washing. There is elaborate washing and submissive behavior going on, so that's all good. There's also ass to ass positions with the Falkie (Falk didn't wanna see her so he laid with his ass towards her, and she followed his example). There's plenty of sharing of the couch. Meanwhile her new owners are in Hawai, enjoying the good life.

Her mreowing is still present, but less. She no longers sleeps in the bathroom, as it is now safe for her to be with the other cats. She sleeps in between us, but is also able to sleep outside her bedroom, as long as she has the other cats. The mreowing fest has stopped. The only thing she is still very annoying about is food that isn't for her, which brings me to the more sad news.

Arwen isn't well. Last Friday, she already looked a bit iffy, but since her Feline Influenza often bothers her a bit when changes occur and stresslevels rise (new kitten, anyone?), I didn't think much of it. However, she got more apathic on Saturday and started to spread a foul smell. She was also clearly feverish. I called the vet, but he reassured me that it wasn't a problem to wait till Monday.

So come Monday, she hasn't eaten nor had a drink for two days at least (which I know isn't good). However, a shot of antibiotics and some IV-fluids got her feeling better and dropped her fever immediately. I came home and gave her some canned food, as she had difficulty eating (she has lesions in her mouth!). And that is where Lily just became a pain in the ASS!!! I actually had to forcefully make the matter clear to her before she dropped her attempts to at least managable (you know, you can actually sit down for five minutes instead of being a guarddog right next to Arwen). She loudly complained about her fate though.

In the evening, I got home, only to find that Arwen was worse..a lot worse. The next day I returned to the clinic for more fluids and antibiotics. I had gotten the medication in syringes as swallowing was impossible for Arwen. But since the antibiotics were having a rather surpressed effect, I decided to go back. Her tongue had started rotting. Again she got more fluids and a shot of antibiotics. The smell was horrendous, not to mention the pain it must be causing. Her mouth is hanging open with drool dripping out and her nose is completely clogged by mucus. The day after that I returned again, as she was once again worse after being better for a little bit. I got an IV with to give her at home as well as the rest of the antibiotics. The vet also took a culture swab, to see if there was a reason the bacteria were so persistent.

Today, luckily, Arwen is already a lot more playful and bored from being quaraintened (I had to protect Lily). She is still holding her mouth open, but already a lot less. And she ate, last night, for the first time since Monday :) So I'm hoping, we've finally got this sucker nailed to the wall.

To be continued, I'm sure