The CAT room!

Oh No! Poor Flatty, Poor MsOlga! Olga, please keep us up to date.....I'm very worried....

Chai - I don't want you to feel over-shadowed. Please bring in your older cat to see the doc. Sometimes the wheezy-cough can mean other things. When was her last vet visit?

Thanks, k, I will.

I'm attempting to distract myself on this unexpected day of work in the tried & true A2K way, in the meantime.

What's going on, msolga? Something wrong with the cat?

Yep, Gus. It's very serious. It could be final.

Oh msolga, I hope there's something they can do for flatty. I'll be thinking of you both. Poor thing, this is when you wish they could talk.






ps jeezer's doing better all the time, no coughing this evening. - she was to the vet 2 months ago right before we got roland

Sorry to hear that, msolga.

Thanks for your thoughts, chai. Well, if he can't talk, at least he was able to make enough noise for me to find him after I called. He wanted to get home, fast!

That's very good news about jeezer!

Thanks, Gus.
I'm extremely sorry that poor Flats has to go through all this. Not fair!

I'm sorry to hear about your cat Msolga.

Did Dick Cheney shoot it by accident?

Thanks for that cjhsa. Always consistent, I'll grant you that.

Chai, glad to hear your kitty's doing better!



Mslga, I felt awful when I read what the vet had said, I was hoping you'd get good news. I'm sending both you and Flatty good thoughts! Keep us all posted.

oops, stupid me. I was just trying to fix a typo and I accidentally double posted, ignore me...

Not to worry, cyphercat. I'll have more news later this afternoon. I have a rather doomed feeling about it, though. I'm girding my loins, as there's a good chace he may have to be put to sleep.

It's getting close to the time when I must ring my vet & go in there. I'm getting so nervous & apprehensive. <gulp>

& as for you, cjhsa: you seem to have this "thing" about shooting cats. (Guns, guns, guns!) This, after you apologised to farmerman after your last, unforgivable outburst. You seem to delight in sticking the boot in just when a person is feeling their most vulnerable & most upset about about their critter/s. Like today, for me. I guess this makes you feel tough & manly, or something ....? Just can't help yourself, can you? Pathetic! :

Best wishes for the Flat Cat. Vets have been wrong before.

Thank you, Roger. I'm almost too frightened to phone. (Six minutes to go.)

I'm hoping this is one of those no news is good news moments.....

It's very late here, and I must go to bed. MsOlga - what ever the news - a big hug to you!

Thanks, k. Lovely to know that my angst is shared .... as far away as Boston, USA, even! Now that is very nice!

So, the Flatty update:

I rang the vet & was told that Flats was not able to drink water & was being fed liquids via a drip.
Could I come & see him, I asked?: Certainly. And so I did.
I had a long patting/talking time with Flatty while the vet was busy. Funny, he looks exactly like he always does - healthy, in good form, except for the drip attached to his body. And the fact that he can't move his back legs properly. (Though I did detect an increase in movement compared to this morning.) He was pleased to see & hear me & seemed to relax, visibly. (He hates the vet's. Been there too many times & he gets very anxious, poor thing. That's why I dropped in, though the vet said it wasn't necessary. I didn't want him to feel abandoned)
In my lengthy chat with the vet I managed to clear up a major misconception: No, I'm not happy to simply keep him alive, no matter what. If he is unable to move around, enjoy his environment, then I will have him put down. God knows, he's been through enough in his difficult life! Living a semi-vegetable existence is NOT going to be inflicted on him on top of the rest! The vet suspects that whatever the cause of his current affliction (it's still not clear), that he will not have the same degree of mobility that he enjoyed before. OK. So now it's a matter of waiting to find out how much damage has actually been done & assess the situation after that. I'll go back to work tomorrow & visit the vet straight after work. Then we'll see.
I feel a bit better after that. The vet & I are on the same wave-length. He listens, computes what I say, factors my words into the equation & proceeds. He is an amazingly intelligent & responsive vet. At age 75!

So now it's a matter of more waiting. Then being able to make the right decision. I can do that. I've had to do it before ... many times. But wouldn't it be great, if ......?