So, I didn’t sleep great and maybe Lola didn’t either. She got up at 6am when I got up and I don’t really remember her eating but I was aware when she started to vomit.
She isn’t a vomit cat, though my mum says that while she was at the farm without us she did often eat then vomit. Maybe she has picked up som bad habits since we left Sydney and I am in denial about them.
Her walk was still a bit of an issue this morning. The vet said the vomit and her limp were likely unrelated and because she has lost weight and isn’t a big eater and a few other things, they suspect she may have pancreatitis. It is difficult to spot because the symptoms are very generic in a cat. It could be stress, it could be eating too fast, it could be something else.
She had blood tests last week which came back all clear. The blood was taken in a home visit so we didn’t get a huge amount and I think there wasn’t enough to test for pancreatitis as well.
After discussing the best course of action with the vet we decided to keep watch for 24 hours but they have written a referral in case we need to take her in to a clinic. I went and bought a whole fish, fresh fish, fit for human consumption and cooked it up for her.
When I was removing the bones, Lola got up and was really excited. I told the vet I would hand feed her and I tried but she was ravenous for the fresh warm fish. She almost bit my finger so I put some in a bowl and she loved it. Good thing there is a tonne left.
After the fish she went and walked to bed, jumped up on her bed (which we removed one of the tiers from so that it isn’t as high) and she seemed to walk much better. So she does have an appetite, that is good, she might be walking near normal, which is also good.
I don’t know if I should stop stressing or star. She is too cute to be old and sick and in pain and sad. We want her to be happy.