May 26
Julie was fairly normal last night. She ate. She sat on my lap. Aside from the excessive licking of her genitals from the UTI (which I will keep monitoring, but should subside in the next day or so), she seemed to be 100%.
But this morning, something is again amiss.
She does not sleep on the bed with me. Okay.
She’s not there, meowing for breakfast, when I wake up. Okay.
She’s not there, flicking around the bathroom when I hop in the shower and brush my teeth. Okay.
I go downstairs to the kitchen, and there she is. She meows to greet me. Okay!
But, that’s it. She has no interest in her food. No interest even in her Squeeze-Up treats, which she adores and have been a fantastic vector to administer her pain medication. I shake a treat in her direction; normally she would approach me like a bear to honey. She does not react. I come closer. She scurries to a spot under the couch.
Okay.
I leave her food in her bowl, mixing in the Squeeze-Up treat and her medication.
Can we have two consecutive good days? Is that too much?
Perhaps this is the remnants of the UTI, making her sluggish and affecting her appetite.
Or perhaps it’s, you know.
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