Gettingbetter Catblogging

Still under the weather, but Da Tail does appear to be improving.

I decided today that I really needed to take Lola in to the vet for my own peace of mind.  He'd puked a couple more times and the nature of it had changed, so I wanted to be sure it's nothing serious.

In the car he was the most vocal I've ever heard before--sounding like a real cat--but he warmed up immediately to the incredibly cute tech (as did Daddy).  He also liked the cute doctor.  Right up until she shoved a thermometer in his ass.

Doc decided to skip an X-ray right now.  No apparent blockages or pain, no fever, so we're operating under the assumption he's got a touch of gastritis and/or some hairball issues.  Giving him some Pepcid and Laxaire and seeing what happens over the weekend.

While I hope he feels better for his own sake, it would also be nice to not have to clean up vomit all over the rugs, hardwood floors and bedding.

ntodd