"jmcquown" wrote in message
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On 1/23/2014 11:27 AM, Christina Websell wrote:
He's doing fabulously. The power of the purr works again!
The vet rang me yesterday to see how he was and to run the little article
he's written about him past me that he's going to put on their Facebook
page. It should be up there in a day or two. They'll be some pics but
he
says he hasn't put photos of his wound there as it might gross people
out.
In the article he says one third of his small intestine was protruding
:-(
and that the sleepless night he and the head nurse, Ami, had was worth
it.
He's cautiously predicting a complete recovery.

Just had a look at Chine House Veterinary Hospital FB page, the Boy is
not
up there yet.

Resisting his continual pleas of "oh, please, oh please let me go out to
have a wee/poo" is hard and because usually his wish is my command, he
thinks I've gone deaf, so he tries a bit harder. He will do a wee in the
earth litterbox placed near the back door (once a day) but I've just
refused
him the out and now he'd heading upstairs to the bathroom and wowling, so
I
guess he needs a poo (TMI?) At least his intestines are working, and a
poo
in the bathtub is not a problem.
I've only left him to go out for bread and milk, the rest of the time I
spend mainly in my armchair so he can sleep in my lap (his favourite
place)
and do upside-downy head. While he's sleeping he is healing.

I feel like I've won the lottery because he's still with me. I truly do.

Tweed

It's wonderful news! And hey, he's on your lap again so he's the
forgiving sort. They don't understand when we do things that are for
their own good, in their best interests. But they usually forgive us.

Vet says leave off the painkillers and see if he goes on Ok. He does.
Amazing.
He's still a greedy boy so his antibiotics liquid drops into his food,and
although he was suspicious the first time he decided that eating was better
than leaving it.
How he isn't in extreme pain still I don't know but he doesn't seem to be.
He is doing great.
His main concern is "let me out" and he is very disappointed when I say No.
He jumped on my lap after a refusal yesterday and actually sighed. I've
never know him sigh before, ever.
He doesn't realise how he nearly died last Thursday.

Tweed