When you love the family pet so much that it’s killing you…
Maybe we should have listened to her constant demands for attention, wanting to be part of the household conversation. Her appetite was good. She drank plenty of water. She kept asking to go out the front door at night – which I denied. Due to mild February weather, we thought maybe she was in heat. Odd, because she was spayed in 2006 and is over 18 years old!
Due to her random pee pee habits outside the box, we made an appointment with the Vet. It was encouraging but frustrating that she would always get number two inside the box but not number one.
All this was happening while the primary human caregiver was suffering from a cold, coordinating her work from home activities, suffering news of world conflicts plus dealing with a persistent mouse problem in our house. The Cat was not doing her job, not paying her share of the rent.
The Vet staff poked and prodded, took a urine sample and tested her blood sugar levels. They gave her some yummy canned kitten food while we were at the two-hour appointment. Two prescriptions and $400 later, I took the old girl home.
Within two days, she was walking normally and getting all of her business inside the box at a 90% success rate. I think she underestimates the size of her butt when positioning herself.
Now she’s back to “normal” with eating, sleeping, depositing and demanding attention plus making contributions to the humans’ conversations.
The primary human is feeling better (thanks for asking!)
Thank you for stopping by. Be kind as much as you can. The world could use more kindness these days.
T