got you both in my prayers tweed and the furballs are purring loudly for him
"Christina Websell" wrote in message
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Well the nurse's idea of "bright and alert" is not mine. Maybe it's a
medical term for not dead yet I love him so much, much more that I ever
thought I could love a cat, having been a dog person all my life.
Please, oh, please let him recover.
I stayed up until 5 a.m. Sleep was totally out of the question but
eventually I crashed out. I was awake again by 8 and on the phone to the
vet so see how he is. Doing well up to now, medically, but very depressed
and refusing to eat or use his litterbox, which he won't use until he
bursts, and I told them that.
When the vet called me this afternoon he asked me to visit him as timid
cats will sometimes eat if their owners are there.
So I visited him. He showed no signs of recognising me until the nurse
went out of the room. So I babytalked him as if he was on my lap, and
tickled him under the chin. Then he leaned over and licked the gravy from
his bowl of food and in a few minutes he was eating the chunks, providing
I broke them up and pushed them towards him so he didn't have to get up.
Unfortunately the nurse came back before he'd finished so that was the
end of that.
The vet said "I know you told us he was timid, but we didn't quite expect
*that* timid"
I'm leaving him there until Monday, as the tablets he needs to avoid
peritonitis I simply won't be able to administer by myself and as the
danger time for peritonitis is within 48 hours, I'd rather leave him
there, not least because of the mega pain relief he's getting too. Having
had a abdominal operation myself I know how painful it is.
Ok, it's going to cost a lot but I don't care one jot. I'd spend all the
money I had in the world to keep this lovely gentle boy with me. We are
the world to each other.
Although I'd like to have him home, I know very well medicating him 2x
day with anti-peronitis tablets will be a real problem, FGS, he won't even
let me do Stronghold without assistance and in case you think he will be
too ill to object, even with his insides hanging out when he saw me with
the cat carrier to take him to TED, he found the strength to hide.
And now I might cry so bye for now.
Tweed