April 9, 2008
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Well, I can’t sleep.
My sister(s) informed me last night that my cat has started to puke up bile.
Gotta call the vet a.s.a.p since many of the websites I’ve viewed this morning don’t say anything good about bile. Which is what I figured, obviously.
Sounds gross, I know, but she’s gone through puking phases. Typically, she tries to eat as much as my sister’s male cat, then runs around the house and pukes. Through it all, her behavior hasn’t changed, she hasn’t lost weight, and we’ve attempted different strategies (changing food gradually, putting the food up higher so it goes down her ‘tube’ and gets digested, etc). Alisa just bought Science Diet yesterday, but we figured a call & possible visit to the vet today or tomorrow wouldn’t be a bad idea. Her (Sushi) and Doyle aren’t ‘outside cats’, so I have no idea what this could be (cancer? a tumor? roundworm? hairballs? dehydration?). The oddest thing is that Alisa said she caught Sushi licking/chewing her comforter tag; that’s typically Doyle’s oddball habit (he also likes to lick photographs).
I realize that many people (mostly males) think cats are dumb pets, but I adore my little weirdo/bitchy kitty. It’s a long story why she doesn’t live with me, but I am thinking that she should now.
[If anyone makes any inappropriate comments about cats or my situation, your comment will be deleted.]
Comments (7)
Awww… we have a little black kitty named Meow Meow that likes to throw herself in to walls. She’s weird.
Have you ever given your cat de-wormer over her food? That might be a cheap fix, over going to a vet.
Either way, I hope she’s alright.
Yeah, the best situation for anything that’s barfing up bile is to take it to the doctor. Bile is… A nasty thing, needless to say.
Anywho, I don’t believe cats are dumb cats. Infact, I know they’re not. However, most cats love to hate me or suffocate me, so I tend to go for the cats who act like big, dumb, lovable dogs.
I’m not fond of the bitchiness effect because, well, I live with my mother. I don’t need anymore bitchiness in my life. I need a big, fat, fluffable thing that’ll most likely be laying on top of my face when I wake up.
Our cats, Zuni and Lily, have a fetish with laying over my face when I sleep. I wake up and feel like I’ve got either a black or a tabby coloured beard.
Just returned. She needs to be on laxatives. I guess some kitties (short-hairs) need that from time to time to get rid of the hairball-build up in the stomach.
@MorbidTyriel - My cat likes to sleep like a human. She doesn’t meow much either (just like my sister’s cat who’s a bit older). And, since she was a stray, she loves to hide in boxes and bags.
The vet did say she had great-looking teeth. That was the oddest thing I’ve been told about my cat, I think.
I love cats, and hope yours gets better.
If you want to talk about bitchy cats, you should see Rosie. She acts like a Queen, demanding my attention, including sitting on anything I’m preoccupied with, challenging any animal that gets in her way, my dogs are at least double her size, if not a higher number. She’ll pick on Angel, the other cat, and chase her out if she happens to pop by.
Angel is a different story of quirkiness, I think she has a case of cat’s schizophrenia. She’s paranoid and will run if she hears a loud noise.
Both have other similar quirks, including liking to eat human desserts and most bread-like products, sitting and playing in plastic bags.
Did I mention Rosie doesn’t like strangers, though she’ll get use to you, if you have blond hair, she’ll loath you for a long time for having it.
I wonder why it is that males are always stereotyped as cat haters? I love cats. Keeping with the theme of cat stories, I’ll tell you mine. Late June/Early August of last year I found a litter of kittens behind Owen’s Service in Aber. I rescued one scraggly little female, and brought her home. She was really sick. She’s all black with a little bit of white on her chest, and really healthy now. I named her Saydee (I don’t like the more conventional “Sadie”).
From what I’ve gathered, I think men feel threatened by cats, in a way. Or maybe it’s jealousy?
Women LOVE ‘em. (These are generalizations, I realize.) A woman will happily let a cat treat her like crap. The cat pukes, poops on her carpet, eats her pumps, etc and she’ll keep the cat. A man pukes on her carpet, pees on the toliet seat, or gives her a hard time about having pumps, and he’s OUT of the picture.