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It's a bilbo!post!
Poor Mr Bilbo. He's not been very well the last few days.
The last few mornings Bilbo's been throwing up. Being a little boy cat it's definitely not morning sickness and he's been fine once he's been sick going "oh hai, iz it breakfast tiem nao?"
Worried that he'd accidentally poisoned himself I pulled on the rubber gloves and when I was cleaning up I was checking for slug pellets or lily petals or anything like that. Because that cat will eat anything! I couldn't find anything so I decided to take him to the V E T S today. In a tricksey manner I tried to tire him out with his laser pen and his fish on a string so that he would be a bit more pliable to get into the cat basket.
Fat chance of that.
I did eventually get him into the cat basket only to trap his tail in the lid. Oops.
The vets always look a bit worried when I walk towards them with a hissing cat basket, although Bilbo was quite well behaved for a V E T S visit. He tolerated being poked and prodded by the vet who diagnosed that Bilbo was either:
a) pregnant (unlikely, being a little boy cat)
b) suffering with heartburn.
I didn't even know that cats could get heartburn. For his troubles Bilbo got two injections (one anti-inflammatory to reduce any owies in his stomach/throat, one steroid-based to calm the nausea) and I was packed off home with some medicine that I need to try and get in his face twice a day.
I didn't do so well tonight and ended up hiding it in Bilbo's food. I am made of fail.
So that cost me £53 tonight :/
And if he's still throwing up by the end of the week he needs to go back again for blood tests and an x-ray in case there's a problem with his insides.
Whilst the vet was checking down his throat he commented on how Bilbo's teeth need a bit of a clean (I value my face and my arms, I'm not sticking anything in his mouth!) so Bilbo will be back off to the V E T S at some point soon to have his teeth cleaned (He'll be sedated for this, it's probably for the best).
The last few mornings Bilbo's been throwing up. Being a little boy cat it's definitely not morning sickness and he's been fine once he's been sick going "oh hai, iz it breakfast tiem nao?"
Worried that he'd accidentally poisoned himself I pulled on the rubber gloves and when I was cleaning up I was checking for slug pellets or lily petals or anything like that. Because that cat will eat anything! I couldn't find anything so I decided to take him to the V E T S today. In a tricksey manner I tried to tire him out with his laser pen and his fish on a string so that he would be a bit more pliable to get into the cat basket.
Fat chance of that.
I did eventually get him into the cat basket only to trap his tail in the lid. Oops.
The vets always look a bit worried when I walk towards them with a hissing cat basket, although Bilbo was quite well behaved for a V E T S visit. He tolerated being poked and prodded by the vet who diagnosed that Bilbo was either:
a) pregnant (unlikely, being a little boy cat)
b) suffering with heartburn.
I didn't even know that cats could get heartburn. For his troubles Bilbo got two injections (one anti-inflammatory to reduce any owies in his stomach/throat, one steroid-based to calm the nausea) and I was packed off home with some medicine that I need to try and get in his face twice a day.
I didn't do so well tonight and ended up hiding it in Bilbo's food. I am made of fail.
So that cost me £53 tonight :/
And if he's still throwing up by the end of the week he needs to go back again for blood tests and an x-ray in case there's a problem with his insides.
Whilst the vet was checking down his throat he commented on how Bilbo's teeth need a bit of a clean (I value my face and my arms, I'm not sticking anything in his mouth!) so Bilbo will be back off to the V E T S at some point soon to have his teeth cleaned (He'll be sedated for this, it's probably for the best).
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For something that manages to stick to you so very well when it wants a cuddle, they sure can make themselves scarce when it's something to be shoved down their gob.
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Are you on a petplan? Cos my parents have that for our dog, and its turned out to be worth investing in, since he's had ligament damage and a million other things, saved us literally thousands :O
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And poor you! *passes you chocolate*
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,i>He'll be sedated for this, it's probably for the best.
Definitely - my old cat was as mild as they come and even he did his best to mutilate me when I tried to clean his teeth. Cats are the worst patients in the world.
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Not looking forward to taking him to get his teeth cleaned though.
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My cats don't like going to the vet, but whenever my mum takes the cat cage out they're lining up to sit in it! haha.
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I hope it's heartburn, I really do. Saxen and Bilbo can compare notes. My part-cat lurcher has been doing a very good job of avoiding his tablets. Part cooked mince did a good job of hiding tablets. And they can also be hidden in the cavity of pilchards (27p for a little tin). You're not failing if hiding in food works - you're winning!
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As for ikkies... Vikki is nearly 17 years old. She suffers badly from moulting, so at least once every other day she throws up. Plus she's bullemic! She'll eat as much as she can, thenn throw it up again... ~Sigh~ then back to the bowl 5 mins later... So when she does that, we keep tissues handy to TRY and catch it. At 17, it's not worth getting much done medically for her...
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Over the weekend I did a bit of quick thinking and caught his catsick with my hand. Quite possibly the most disgusting thing I've EVER done in my life.
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Also hope you don't get too attacked in the get-well process.
xxxx
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