The cat fountain I had ordered for Pookie (and the others of course) had arrived and is in full function. Pookie first was very suspicious about this new thing, and I still don't know if she drinks from it or not, but she doesn't ask anymore to be lifted up to the tap, so I suppose it works. The others must use it too, because I had to refill water.
Pookie still continued her constant meowing and it really became unsupportable. On Wednesday my cleaning lady found a tooth in the kitchen ! It looked really rotted. I was shocked ! That must have been the reason she rubbed her chin everywhere and meowed that much. The vet's consultation was open, I grabbed Pookie put her in the carrier and went to the vet. I had never thought about a bad tooth, as she was always eating like a horse !
We didn't have to wait and when the vet opened her mouth, there was a big wound and a hole in her gum, she must have worked on that tooth the whole night to pull it out. She got an antibiotic and painkiller shot, was checked from top to bottom and the good news were she is in a very good shape for her age. I was so full of regrets and had a very bad conscience, that I hadn't realized that she was suffering from a tooth and taken her to the vet earlier ! I had her checked in January and 3 teeth had been taken out, so I never thought about tooth ache ! Poor Pookie. Now she still meows in the mornings, but it is bearable. I am reassured that she has nothing and that she is only a morning chatterbox. Usually she stops when Mr. G. gets up and puts the TV on !!
Arthur enjoys the last summer days taking a sunbath on the kitchen sill and watches me from outside through the window.
Rosie thought it was about time to visit the graveyard from where she observed what was going on, and then slept on the warm pebbles which cover the ground.
All this would never had happened if I hadn't made the experience with Lisa who at the end of her life was also meowing a lot and had nothing and I had been told that it is normal for an old cat.