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Feline Fever
Feb. 13th, 2014 01:26 pmOur cat Reagan seems to be under the weather, and I don't mean that literally, although with all the snow we've been having recently that would also be pretty bad. No, when ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bethje and I were in bed on Sunday morning, we heard a cat repeatedly throwing up, and assumed it was Wally because he has a habit of eating too fast and vomiting. Wally seemed all right, though, while Rea was hiding. She came out later in the day, but was lethargic and wouldn't eat, and we're talking about a cat who's pretty much always hungry. She went back to becoming active in the next few days, but still wouldn't eat, even when we put food she normally likes right in front of her nose. She'd just sniff at it and turn away. We took her to the vet last night, and she couldn't see anything obviously wrong, but did take some bloodwork and give Rea an antibiotic. This was quite expensive; they really need to expand Obamacare to cover cats. The vet also gave us some high-calorie cat food with a consistency like pudding, and Rea ate a little of that, but not too much. We'll have to wait until Friday for the results of the bloodwork, but I hope she gets better soon!
I'm supposed to work tomorrow evening, but with the weather as it's been I'm not sure I'll be able to. I guess we'll see what happens. I don't think I can be disciplined for calling out when there's a state of emergency, even though the store never closes for them.
I just remembered this morning that today is the Megaworm's birthday. The Megaworm is something my dad came up with when I was a kid, and for some reason I decided its birthday was on 13 February. I also decided Winnie-the-Pooh's father was a giant bear named Beartish who lived on the Sun. The imagination of a child can be a strange thing.
bethje and I were in bed on Sunday morning, we heard a cat repeatedly throwing up, and assumed it was Wally because he has a habit of eating too fast and vomiting. Wally seemed all right, though, while Rea was hiding. She came out later in the day, but was lethargic and wouldn't eat, and we're talking about a cat who's pretty much always hungry. She went back to becoming active in the next few days, but still wouldn't eat, even when we put food she normally likes right in front of her nose. She'd just sniff at it and turn away. We took her to the vet last night, and she couldn't see anything obviously wrong, but did take some bloodwork and give Rea an antibiotic. This was quite expensive; they really need to expand Obamacare to cover cats. The vet also gave us some high-calorie cat food with a consistency like pudding, and Rea ate a little of that, but not too much. We'll have to wait until Friday for the results of the bloodwork, but I hope she gets better soon!I'm supposed to work tomorrow evening, but with the weather as it's been I'm not sure I'll be able to. I guess we'll see what happens. I don't think I can be disciplined for calling out when there's a state of emergency, even though the store never closes for them.
I just remembered this morning that today is the Megaworm's birthday. The Megaworm is something my dad came up with when I was a kid, and for some reason I decided its birthday was on 13 February. I also decided Winnie-the-Pooh's father was a giant bear named Beartish who lived on the Sun. The imagination of a child can be a strange thing.
