My poor little Ralphie is at the Vet as I write this. And me, being the worrywort I am, am worried sick about my little baby. He's been constipated for a few days, and he stopped eating, which made me think about taking him in. I gave him pumpkin and olive oil and Vitamin C, but nothing worked. It was when he stopped eating that I really worried because that boy is ALWAYS eating!
The Vet just called and said that Ralphie has 8 inches of blockage in his little bowels. He's not a big cat, so 8 inches is a lot of crap! They are going to knock him out and give him a laxative suppository, then palpate his abdomen to see if they can get the stuff out. They want to keep him overnight because he said when it comes out, it will make a mess, and he didn't think I'd want that at home. (I don't care, I want my Ralphie boy home with me!) IF this doesn't work, they'll have to open him up and clean him out. I'm hoping it works because I can't bear the thought of little Ralphie getting operated on.
He is so precious to me. Even with those killer claws of his! Brien and I are stopping by the Vet's on the way home from work to check on him. You know I'll worry about him all night long!
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