He's drinking on his own now.
last night I was up most of the night watching him.
He was going to the cat box like 4 times an hour, I guess trying to get whatever hell is inside him out of him.
He barfed on the carpet. Not a furball. Just barf. Orange-brown in color.
No blood in his urine or poop.
Now today, he's moseying to the water bowl often. Drinking all on his own, and he's moving around better.
He still folds his feet under him like a chicken and stares. Does not want to be moved or picked up.
We're pretty confident he will be rid of his demons in a day or so.
If he's not better tomorrow, we are going back to the vet. Maybe a blood work-up.
This sounds like a hangover... Are you sure he didn't just go out partying with the other cats?
And here you are, a living embodiment of his words..I would like to think I taught him as my father taught his son; "Moderation in all things, son. Moderation in all things."
I would like to think I taught him as my father taught his son; "Moderation in all things, son. Moderation in all things."
Thinking you can teach a cat anything? Even when you think you’ve trained a cat it’s really training you.
They are evil multi-dimensional beings bent on subjugation of the human race.
And don't forget the Tuna juice and the chicken gravy on top!Cat: Good, now clean my litter box and get me some snacks.
Calling a cat an asshole is redundant.
We wait to see what our cat’s dick move of the day will be. And she never disappoints.
Cat is not only drinking on his own, he's munching a bit here and there.