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She still loves to be brushed, petted and whispered to but somehow that doesn’t seem like enough. Even spotting me three quarters of the flight she never lost the race. She insisted on keeping her litter box in the basement where it has always been, but it is heartbreaking to watch her slowly toil up and down the steps that we used to race on. She just ate and slept for the first few months. She doesn’t play with toys anymore and she isn’t able to watch the birds and other wildlife outside. I don’t think Bobbi was depressed, but she naturally became much less active when she lost her sight.

Don’t move the furniture and don’t leave things lying around on the floor.

She knows exactly where she is when she exits her carrier on the sofa and there’s no fumbling around. We have assigned seating there (Miss Dotty on the left, Bobbi on the center cushion and me on the right). Now I set her carrier on the sofa and open it. It took her at least five minutes to regain her bearings. She came out and didn’t have any idea where she was. The first time back from the vet after she lost her sight I set the carrier down right in front of the door and opened it. She loses her point of reference and doesn’t know where she is when she’s set down.

Sometimes she just wants me to come and sit with her.

Avoid more than one person talking at once, particularly if they’re in different places.

Sometimes she walks around hunting for me and sometimes she cries for me to find her.

Talk a lot more and make a little bit of noise frequently so Bobbi knows where I am.

I’m a much slower adapter, but I have learned some things that help us cope. I didn’t know whether to s**t or go blind (no pun intended when I first typed that), but Bobbi apparently didn’t know she wasn’t supposed to be blind and began to adapt immediately. We put her on blood pressure medication immediately hoping that she would regain partial vision, but it didn’t happen. Bobbi’s pressure didn’t even register on a meter that went up to 300.

Normal blood pressure for a cat isn’t too different from that of a human. She looked into Bobbi’s eyes and saw that the retinas had detached around the edges and suspected high blood pressure. That’s when I understood that she was completely blind.įortunately Bobbi’s regular vet was available and she suspected immediately what had caused it. As her front paw connected with my stockinged foot she gave a loud squawk and jumped back startled. She just kept coming, head down, step by step. I didn’t move, waiting to see at what point she would notice me. “That’s weird,” I thought, at being so completely ignored. She finally turned around and headed slowly toward me, but without acknowledging my presence.

The job completed, I entered the house through another door, kicked off my shoes, and stepped out onto the porch waiting for Bobbi to turn and see me. I was just outside the back porch removing some leaves from the pond netting and Bobbi was standing on her hind legs peering out the screen door at me while I chatted to her. It was December 9, 2015, a day Bobbi has forgotten but which I will remember forever. Has anyone else had a similar experience with a pet who relies on a reduced array of senses to find their way around?Īs the force of blood under twice its normal pressure tore through her body, the last remnants of tissue attaching Bobbi’s retinas to the back of her eyes gave way, turning her world permanently dark. My sister and her husband had come to visit from out of town for two days and I wonder if the additional smells and sounds from two strangers overwhelmed and confused her remaining senses. In the bedroom, she’d stick her head under the bed, then back up and walk away, usually down the wrong side of the bedroom door and get stuck in the corner. Just when I thought she had it figured out she’d veer off to one side and circle. She didn’t seem able to walk a straight line and merely circled the family room in search of her water bowl and food dish. She couldn’t find her feeding station and she couldn’t find her way under my bed even when she was standing right next to it and I was on the floor beside her cheering her on. She completely lost her ability to navigate around the house. Bobbi has done very well in adapting to her blindness, but yesterday was worrisome.