Poorly Boy
vret is taking me and Starless to t'veterinary this afternoon. They are opening early especially for us.
Starless is my 20 year old Little Black Cat (aka Eldest Cat).
My poor boy is not doing at all well and I think I may have to say goodbye to him before he gets any worse. He has lost his "zing" and only walks two or three steps before sitting down and contemplating the infinite for a while. He doesn't /can't lift his tail anymore and I have had to get dried on poo off his under-tail. His loo habits for poos have become wherever he can get to and it's minimal to say the least, plus anal leakage when curled up with me. The wobbliness and zing-loss and tail-thing have only really been since Tuesday, and his poos were grand things, worthy of a bigger cat, till yesterday. His belly has become bigger since (you guessed, Tuesday) and since yesterday his left paws and "ankles" are somewhat swollen. He doesn't seem to be in pain, but he seems sad and has been ultra -lovey with me when he can get to me. He is spending most of his time under a piece of furniture that I can't get to, but from where he can see me, though he came to snuggle on the bed last night and woke me up at 4am asking for snuggles, too.
I will post more when I know more.