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All the tricks I learned to make giving fluids a stress-free event worked like a charm for Buddy and he sat still the whole time, eating his catnip (the only thing he has voluntarily eaten). He even stayed on the towel when we were done.
I feel a little better. Getting some fluids in him is a good thing regardless of the final prognosis.
I had to feed Finney catnip the entire time to keep him away from me and Buddy while this was going on. So now Finney is bouncing off the walls, going after every last speck of catnip. He’s insane.
So universe? I could use a miracle now.
I’m so sorry. I have no miracles for you. And here I was upset because we had to take our cat to the emergency vet clinic in the middle of last night because she was bleeding out the back – turned out to be a wholly treatable urinary tract infection. Tomorrow my group is doing a cat adoption event at a pet supply store around the corner. You (meaning generic you, not Stacy Horn you) just have to keep it going – well, at least I do.
Here’s hoping for your miracle. We’re rooting for you, Buddy!
Fluids will make him more comfortable. Poor baby’s freaked out, and who can blame him? And I love Finney. He’s confused, but not letting the chance for nip get past him! Here’s hoping for an uneventful, calm, restorative weekend.