Hi all! Well, we certainly had an adventure today! Gizmo, Casey and I went to the vet today! Casey seemed to be doing much better. His urine seemed to have cleared up (or so I thought–it’s still a little bloody, but I’ll just have to make sure he’s drinking a lot of water). He does have a UTI and is still running a fever. It came down .2 degrees from yesterday. Still not acting sick, though. They weighed Casey and he’s almost back up to his pre-op weight of 15 lbs and Gizmo inadvertently weighed himself and he’s a whopping 9.5 lbs.
Gizmo on the other hand, he’s not as sick as Casey is, but is acting much sicker. We found out that he’s got impacted bowels and quite a lot of it, too. The vet had to do some xrays on him and draw blood on him. This was not an easy task, either.
Gizmo had an enema done. If you’ve never witnessed one of those performed on your animal, your missing out–I’M KIDDING! It was a nightmare! Two of us had to hold him down while the other put the stuff in him. He refused to go to the bathroom, so they had to do it AGAIN! He finally went a tiny bit and then threw up. After that fiasco was over, the vet gave him two shots, not sure what they were for, though. I opened the kennel up for Gizmo and he was more than happy to get in–normally he hates the kennel, but he’s much more tolerant than Lilo was about getting in it. He was also ready to leave! I don’t say that I blame him. The whole time he was there, they kept poking him with needles and shoving stuff up his butt. I would have been none-too-thrilled if the doctors were doing stuff like that to ME!
As soon as we got home, Gizmo went straight for the litter box and then came back out to the living room and laid down, cleaning his wound where they drew blood. He’s rolled over twice, but stayed in the same spot that he plopped down in.
Casey is keeping a good watch over Gizmo and walked up to him after he laid down to make sure that he was okay. Gizmo tolerated it. No hissing or growling. When Casey decided that Gizmo was okay, he started to eat breakfast and now he is laying at my feet.
Both animals have to go back to the vet on Saturday morning.
The vet is an older gentleman. A lot of the equipment that was in the office was ancient and they still used a manual filing system. He was nice and gentle. He has a kind heart and he didn’t frighten my animals (yeah, like anyone would scare Casey! If you give him an ounce of attention, he’s your new best friend!) Even getting shots doesn’t bother Casey. They may have hurt getting them, but he quickly forgets the pain and carries on as if nothing happened. Gizmo on the other hand…well…let’s just say I’m not going to touch hm for a little while longer…
Thanks for all the prayers and thoughts coming out to us. I think we’re gonna be alright!