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Commence the freaking out

Sorry for being cryptic before- i was rushing that post.

This is my baby, Julie:

He'll be 9 in September, and I've been lucky in that he's been really sweet and healthy for most of that time. He had one bout of trips to the vet- a very expensive 4 visits and 2 lab tests in 10 weeks. But that was 5 years ago and he's been doing well ever since. A few days ago he started peeing on my laundry pile, which, sadly, is not unlike him if he's mad at me or if his litterbox isn't to his liking. He was acting weird, so I called the vet, which resulted in this:

It's terrifying when you call the vet and they say "Yeah, that could be life threatening- you need to bring him in". He's got a history of bladder crystals and they were worried that he was "blocked". In that photo, he's getting fluid under the skin so he'll absorb it and help flush any toxins out. It's also about 2 in the morning in that pic.

We were sent home with medicine and the instruction to only feed him canned food for a few days. He was *thrilled* with that idea last night, scarfing down his dinner. Today, he ate the first half a can, but in the last several hours hasn't touched the second half, and also refused a treat when I was upstairs a bit ago. So, the vet got called again, but they don't seem concerned. I, on the other hand, am freaking out because it is very scary to see your pet not acting in accordance with their personality.

Keegan is bringing me babyfood to try to feed him tomorrow, and the vet doesn't want me to give him his medicine tonight. That in itself is freaking me out, because doesn't he need the medicine to get better?

Anyway, that's where I've been.

Posted by Judy at July 28, 2007 08:00 PM