This
weekend was not the carefree Utopia of joy and delight which I had hoped it
would be. Saturday was acceptable, but Sunday turned bad.
Tucker
ate this morning, but became hostile to food in the afternoon. He didn’t show
up at the table to accompany (ie. watch) me while I ate dinner, which was quite
out of character. Since then, he has thrown up several times.
Raleigh
too ceased eating, though his avoidance began this morning. This was paired
with what seemed to be a great fear of me, running from me and hiding. Food
consumption is important to him in a way it is not to some others in that he
must have his Prednisolone each day.
Worst
of all, Parker has eaten only a few tiny pieces of chicken all day, and these
he later threw up. For the last three working-days of the week, I had come home
to a generous amount of regurgitation somewhere on the floor. I suspected that
it had come from my orange-boy, and I was proved right today. What he has eaten
in the evenings has usually stayed down, but he wanted to eat nothing tonight,
despite the wide variety offered to him.
It
is nearly bed-time as I write this and things have improved a little. Peachy
ate a decent amount of food at snack-time, and I was able to introduce his Prednisolone
into the soft-food then. He ate it all, thank goodness. Tucker will receive a
dose of slippery elm before bed; I hope that will settle his stomach somewhat.
Parker,
however, remains obdurate, and will not eat. His spirit, remarkably, is high.
He and I had a good petting session this evening. I sat on the floor with him,
and he purred his loud purr as he continually pushed his head against my hands
and legs. But each time he was offered food, he seemed to consider it for
several seconds, and then reject it. More chicken will be cut up and heated
tomorrow (the immediacy of the warm, juicy meat seemed to appeal to him today),
and other tinned foods will be tried. I know my sturdy-boy’s time must come,
and likely soon, but I keep hoping it will be at some indefinite future point.
Now seems far too soon.
Gosh John. You are remarkably upbeat considering you spent your Sunday nursing the three poorly members of your tribe. I find it upsetting when my one charge is poorly. Please give all the patients a pat from us.
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Such a crappy end to the weekend. Purrs to dear Parker from all of us.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you're having a rough time. Hopefully things will improve soon. Purrs and good thoughts to you, Tucker, Raleigh, and Parker. Please keep us posted.
ReplyDeleteOh John. What in the WORLD I wonder has started THIS??? How terrible for them and certainly for you. And having to get medications into them when they refuse to eat and in such a way is really daunting.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry you and the cats have had such a bad weekend. Dear Parker, I do hope you can persuade him to eat something. With three being under the weather, maybe it is not a rapid progression of dear Parker's condition. I sincerely hope not. Good thoughts are sent to all of you.
ReplyDeleteHad not thought of that I find some hope in that.
DeleteOur purrs to you all, John. We hope Tucker and Raleigh are their normal selves again, and that Parker is able to/wants to eat today.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely not a Sunday to remember. I hope Tucker and Raleigh are back to their normal routines, and Parker is able to eat today.
ReplyDeleteOh you had a terrible weekend :( I'm sending you all a lot of purrs and hugs from us!
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a bad day. I am praying for them all.
ReplyDeletedoodz...dad haz enuff on his plate without ewe three... knot eating frum yurz....while it soundz sillee ta say... we hope it waz a vie ruzz that came N went N wont bee bak....az all wayz, St Francis' blessings two each one... N strenght to dad...♥♥♥♥
ReplyDeleteGood grief; your boys! Here's hoping that all three like Monday better than they did Sunday.
ReplyDeleteOh, no. Reminds me of that old saying about trouble coming in threes.
ReplyDeleteAt least Parker is still in good spirits. I hope your Monday was a big improvement over your Sunday.
Oh no, this is awful news. I wonder if things improved today. I know all three are receiving excellent care and lots of love. I am thinking of you all and hope that an improvement is in sight.
ReplyDeleteI'm late reading this. So sorry for your weekend.I do hope Monday and today were better for you and your tribe. It has to get better ,right?
ReplyDeleteI'm just checking back to see how everyone is doing this week.
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