Hi fellow cats -- Kit here.
We got loaded into the PTUs this morning. We put up a good fight, but it was to no avail. We went in the car and it was as I feared -- we were going to the v-e-t. The tech came out and, one at a time, took us back and microchipped us and clipped our claws. The microchip hurt! The tech nice, though. It only hurt for a moment. The problem came when she weighed us. I had lost "a significant amount of weight." Now, I am a skinny cat to begin with. I can't afford to lose any more weight. So, they are concerned. Mom is REALLY concerned. In fact, she is just plain scared. They want to see me again this afternoon at 3:00 for a full checkup and bloodwork. Cats, could you please purr for me? I will update you later. Thanks!
Kit here. Well, she got me into the PTU again and back to the v-e-t. I howled all the way there and shook the walls of the PTU trying to get out! When we got there, they took me away from my mom to steal my blood and pee. They did my senior wellness exam at the same time, without my mom there, because I was getting so upset from having my blood and pee stolen they didn't want to waste any time getting me back to the room where my mom was waiting for me. One time when I was there I tried to bite a tech who was giving me a bath -- I guess they weren't taking any chances! I have gingivitis and tartar. Mom is going to get my teeth cleaned, yuck. The vet doesn't think that's the problem, though, because I can still eat fine.
The vet asked about my appetite. I have always been a very good eater -- I eat a lot, actually -- but my appetite has been a little off lately. I am a chronic vomiter, too. The vet didn't feel any masses in my belly. Mom told on me -- I have a habit of eating plastic. She tries to keep all the plastic away from me, but sometimes she forgets or isn't fast enough and I chomp down. She was worried that it might be in my belly, but the vet didn't feel anything there. My blood and pee came back okay, but my thyroid test won't be back until tomorrow. If that comes back okay, the next step is an ultrasound. The vet said some words like "inflammatory bowel disease" and "cancer." I don't know what those things are, but my mom's eyes got leaky when she heard them.
Thanks to efurryone for your purrs and purrayers. My mom is hoping it is my thyroid and not something more serious. I am just worried that I will have to take pills! I know my mom and the nice lady vet will take good care of me.