In the Pink

Well, let’s add yet another item to to the ever-growing Mystery of Newt.  This time, it’s The Case of the Intermittent Pink vs. Not-So-Pink Appendages.

Yesterday, his darling little pink nose, his mouth, his sweet little lips, and those irresistible little pink footie paws were an alarming pastel, almost white, shade of pale.  Hydration was good, appetite was fine, but … you know how it goes with your shunt cat.  The teeniest little change sends you round the bend into another cycle of the OMGs what is going on NOW.

No snot, no boogers, and no pink!  This was the second time in the last month or so that his nose has been almost the same color as the flashy splash of white surrounding his mouth, with the inside corners of his eyelids peeking out.

Today?  Back to normal – snot and all. His footie paws are practically glowing their customary robust, lively pink; his nose is nice and bright, as are his lips and the inside of his mouth.  I should know, he’s cleaned me.  Vigorously and repeatedly throughout the day.

Still have a bit of the inner canthus on both eyes showing, but not as marked as yesterday.  He’s eaten well, played a bit, had a few naps, and spent the rest of his time cleaning my cheeks and chin.

 Wish I could explain to him that if he is so compelled to clean me, to work  on the crow’s feet around my eyes. I’m convinced that his tender ministrations rival the effect of any dermabrasive procedures for wrinkle removal any day!