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Day Three – Poop!

August 23, 2008

7:15 am – We have poopage! Massive, too, for such a tiny kitty. Worrisome; it was black, indicating presence of blood, possibly from an ulcer. I will keep an eye on this until Monday. If she doesn’t go today, I will give her some more canned pumpkin tonight and see if it’s clearing up. Investigative petting reveals some stomach distension, but less than last night. Promising.

4:00 pm – Fancy came running from the living room to meet me when I came home from school. She seems perfectly okay and I’m elated to see her as such. She peed a bit while I was away and ate some dry food. Belly distension is virtually non-existent. Still, just to be safe and keep everything flowing, I thought I’d try to trick her by mixing some canned pumpkin with her wet food. I never thought she’d go for it but she’s chomping and smacking away over there. Excellent. This makes me wonder how many times my mother tricked me into eating strange stuff when I was a kid.

11:45 pm – Fancy met me at the door when I arrived home from an MBA association social event. Peed a little, no poopage. I’m okay with that, though, for now. Seems to be her old self again. Keeping fingers crossed until Monday.

Day Two – Easy There, Killer

August 22, 2008

Fancy stayed on the bed with me from 4:00 am until I woke at 7:00. Administered prednisone at 7:00 and followed with 1 tbsp of tuna, which she ate eagerly. Peed a little around 8:00 am and returned to her corner to lie down.

Returned home from studying around 1:00 pm. Fancy had eaten a bit of dry food. No litter box activity. Fancy slept in her corner until 2:45, when I picked her up and put her on the bed to take a nap with me. She did not want to be on the bed but was hesitant to jump off, so I placed her back on the floor. She walked to the kitchen and lay down on the floor. I offered her approximately two tbsp Science Diet canned food and she devoured it. Immediately after finishing off the food, she went to the litter box and peed, but she has not pooped since Tuesday, and that makes me sad. Not good.

After the litter box I wondered if watching out her favorite window would lighten her spirits and placed her on her favorite chair in the living room to do so. She immediately jumped down and I picked her up and carried her to her corner. She began grooming and definitely has more interest in grooming than she’s had in the past week. Briefly batted at Mr. Ribbon but quickly lost interest.

4:30 – Fancy went to the kitchen and drank some water. Afterwards came and sat in front of me for a while, judging me, then walked away. I assumed she’d gone back to her corner, but found her in the living room lying in a sunbeam. I sat down to type and she jumped onto the table as she used to do all the time when I would be at the computer. Almost seems like she’s starting to act like her old self a bit. But still too soon to say.

8:30 pm – Fancy met me at the door when I arrived home from dinner with friends. She had eaten quite a bit of dry food while I was out. No litter box activity.

She’s considerably more active today than she has been in the past 10 days.

9:30 pm – Fancy ate about a teaspoon of canned food and went pee-pee. While petting her, I noticed that her tummy is fairly distended. Seeing as how she hasn’t pooped since Tuesday, I wonder if this is due to constipation or if she’s simply not digesting food. I spoke to someone at the Jefferson Animal Hospital who advised me to offer her some canned pumpkin to relieve possible constipation. I offered it to her and she wanted nothing whatsoever to do with it. I managed to get about ½ teaspoon down her with a syringe. Fingers crossed. If she hasn’t pooped by the time I get home from school tomorrow, I may consider taking her into Jefferson.

As of midnight or thereabouts, Fancy has been up to her old tricks, staying right by my side all night. She’s lying on the table while I type, she sat with me on the couch while I studied, she follows me from room to room and seems to be in good spirits. Some kind of critter was making a huge ruckus outside of our living room window and she was on seriously high alert, ears forward, pupils big as saucers, whiskers at the ready, but didn’t jump off the couch to investigate further. She’s occupying all of her old favorite places again – the table, random sunbeams, the left arm of the couch. Drank a hefty helping of water around 11:30.

Aaaand we’re spent. Bedtime.