Our Buddha kitty is at the vet now. We had a trip to the emergency vet yesterday but the problem was severe enough that it recurred. He's prone to crystals in his urine and is apparently chock-full and was blocked up completely. So we get to wait and make sure that his kidneys are okay after they catheterize him this morning. He'll stay in a couple of days to get as thorough a flushing as possible and then special diet for the rest of his life. I'm beating myself up since I'm in charge of food and feeding and we had them on a urinary tract formula, but food allergies and such made me switch them over to a grain-free dry to try to correct that problem. I guess if it comes to being bald or being able to urinate, then baldness isn't so bad but it seemed so at the time. The vet is advocating a complete switchover to canned food for the ravenous horde so I'm going to investigate our options that way.
He's a gentle kitty and the foot of the bed is going to be empty without him for a couple of days. Wish us luck that his kidneys are okay and that we get everything corrected.
ETA: Vet just called, looks like we dodged a bullet and no permanent kidney damage, as far as she can tell now. Much fluids and such for a couple of days, but she thinks he'll be fine.
2 weeks ago
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My prayers are with you.
You are all always in our prayers, anyway, but I'll ad special ones for the kitty.
Thanks to you both! Og--it's the big solid gray kitty who likes reaching out and grabbing you when you walk by.
I'll post updates when I get them.
Pets are special. Good thoughts and pryaers your way!
They're so self-sufficient and at the same time so fragile. (Just like people, I guess.) Thoughts & prayers & such.
They're not pets, they're family. It'd be a lot easier if they weren't.
gfa--Thanks so much! Hopefully he's on the mend, but he'll be at the vet for a couple of days...
Old Grouch--They certainly are, and they seem to be a lot more stoic than people. Appreciate the thoughts and prayers.
Borepatch--you are spot on. Mr. B/Himself found him and his siblings at the range when they were barely weaned. It would be easier if I could think of them as something other than family, but they've made little fuzzy footprints all over my heart.
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