Well, apparently I'm going to the veterinarian. I overheard mom talking on the phone yesterday, and she was telling someone that I'm acting strange and having some... issues.
If I might be so blunt, everyone suffers from constipation once in a while, and I guess my system's off. I know these two are worryworts, what with my advanced age, but I guess they're getting concerned that I'm also exhibiting some other peculiar behaviors.
As the photos several posts ago show, I recently began this new obsession with the toilet bowl, and lately I've been drawn to it more and more. The other night I even tried to lean right in to drink the water as it swirled around when mom flushed.
Mom and dad provide me with plenty of fresh, cold water, so it's not that I'm not getting enough to drink. They've also changed pretty much entirely to canned food, but even my desire for that has dwindled and I seem to be losing weight.
Now, it seems they can't keep me away from the windows in our apartment. Dad's gotten up and found some of the blinds bent at odd angles, and I have this strong need to get up in/look out the windows.
Over these past two days mom and dad have found me standing in the bathtub moaning and wailing. I hate that tub, and normally want nothing to do with it. I've been extremely restless for a couple of days, and haven't been sleeping like I usually do.
Yesterday they were watching me try to eat, and noticed that I wobble and seem to lose my balance when I try to lean to drink. They'd previously adjusted the height of my food and water dishes since it seemed that it bothered me to lean down, but it's only very recently that it's gotten worse.
So, though it's too late to make a long story short, here's where I'm at- They've made an appointment for tomorrow afternoon, but I have this sneaking suspicion they're going to try to take me in today, since I kept them up most of last night with my wailing, and I haven't touched my food at all.
I'm telling you- the way these two worry, they're going to make themselves sick!
12 comments:
We'll keep our paws crossed for you and a safe visit. Humans do worry a lot. Just as long as you're not in any pain, and if it is poop - better out than in! Purrs x
dood. ona cell. scuze typin. sorre bout d vet thing but if him can help.... yur peepulz be scared buddy. thatz all. plus we hurd peepulz get paid to worre bout kittihes ?? sendin de blessings o R total lee rockin pal st francis yur way. bee well soon oh kay :)!
Orbit, I hate to sound like a worrywart, but I'm concerned about you too! I hope the vet is able to help you out with some of your issues. Sending lots of purrs your way.
Bud, I'm purring for you. I have kind of a funny story about cats and tubs that my mom told me about her second cat, Cowbell. Cowbell went deaf at about age 17 or so, and would talk talk talk at the top of her lungs sometimes. One day she went into the bathroom talking away, didn't hear my mom in the shower and jumped right into the tub! I don't think either one of them was expecting that, although I bet my mom was more amused than Cow was.
Feel better, pal.
I'm sorry you have to go to the vet, but I think it's good for you. Some of your behavior changes and weight loss do concern me, too. I hope nothing is serious and the vet can help you! Purrs.
Orbit, I'm sending you all the healthy and healing vibes I can! Take care.
We have all of our numerous paws crossed that you're merely being eccentric, and you aren't ill.
Orbit, I hope your peeps take you in to the vet right away! These are worrisome signs, reminding me of Lucy's symptoms when she got renal failure.
Purrs and paws crossed.
Sweet dear Orbit, I am sending as many healing purrs as I can!
And hugs for your 'rents!
I will keep you in my prayers.
Oh Orbit, we sure do hope that you are okay and will be sending big purrs and prayers your way for all to be well.
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