Friday, December 10, 2010
My poor cat
Here he is, my beast in all his glory, Rilo (yes, he was named after Rilo Kiley). He has been the kink in my week, but it was completely not his fault.
Patrick and I came back Lubbock and Rilo seemed fine, but on Tuesday he was having issues. I googled his symptoms and low and behold, urinary infection. After a call to the vet, he fit us in for an appointment later that morning.
After the preliminary check-up...my cat is 22lbs. Eek, he's now on diabetic diet food! I learned a fun fact, Our towns crappy water that humans don't drink is also unsuitable for animal consumption. I used to give the cat filtered water , but Patrick gave me crap about it so I stopped, and now Rilo is back on the filtered water.Well, the vet gives me antibiotics and tells me if anything changes or if I find blood in his urine to bring him in. I take him home and lock him in the bathroom since he is enjoying tinkling in random spots in the house and head back to work.
I return home to discover blood in my poor kitty's urine and I call the vet. That night I kept waking up to check on him, and I slept very little. I take him back in the morning and leave him with the vet for a feline cleanse of some sort. When I pick him up, he is mad, really mad. But I get him home and he's eating his low-cal dinner and he curls up on the couch with me and sleeps for 5 hours. Yeah, my lazy cat is back to normal and I got a full night's sleep.