What happened
So... Mom calls me this afternoon and starts the conversation with the fact that Panther might have to be put down. Apparently she can't control her pee any more and mom thinks it's old age. (She was fine just yesterday when I was talking to mom on the phone.)
So she took her to the vet and got the gory list of what it *could* be. Then calls me up before she even does any tests.
I get her to get the tests done.
Nothing wrong according to the bloodwork, so it's not diabetes.
So she'll be on antibiotics for a week, and confined to the bathroom because she's peeing all over.
I hope that will work, because it seems to have just come out of nowhere. I am concerned about her getting dehydrated, though.
(And thinking about it... If Panther developed this last night... She sleeps on mom's head at night... No wonder mom spent the day at the vet with her!)
So she took her to the vet and got the gory list of what it *could* be. Then calls me up before she even does any tests.
I get her to get the tests done.
Nothing wrong according to the bloodwork, so it's not diabetes.
So she'll be on antibiotics for a week, and confined to the bathroom because she's peeing all over.
I hope that will work, because it seems to have just come out of nowhere. I am concerned about her getting dehydrated, though.
(And thinking about it... If Panther developed this last night... She sleeps on mom's head at night... No wonder mom spent the day at the vet with her!)