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You know what they say about cats in glass boxes…

August 12, 2012

Rough night around here last night, folks.

Poor Marvin wound up sick with a round-trip ticket to the emergency vet around 11pm. Turns out, when your cat can’t use the litter box, and screams in pain every time he tries, that can sometimes be a big deal.

Luckily, he wasn’t COMPLETELY “blocked,” so to speak. The vet tentatively diagnosed him with idiopathic cystitis, which really means “we don’t know the exact reason, but your cat’s urinary bladder is inflamed and causing him serious pain.” Yeah, we know. We heard him. That’s why we’re here.

I say the diagnosis was tentative, because, you guys.

I have never seen a vet so terrified of a cat in my life.

Marvin is noisy when he’s displeased. We know this.

This poor vet acted as if she feared for her very existence.

She left the exam room and sent the tech back in with elbow-length gloves and a towel to bring Marv out back. He came back to us in a glass box.

A glass box.

Okay, maybe it was plexiglass or something. But seriously.

To be fair, the poor cat was very upset. He hates vets. He hates car rides. And there’s the whole pain thing. They wouldn’t have been able to do a full exam without sedating him.

So we have medication. A fair bit of it. And we’re watching him closely.

Obviously, he’s watching us closely, too.

I took the opportunity today (while he was groggy from his drugs) to snap a few photos. Normally, if I tried to take close-ups, he’d start with his signature tail flick, and shortly thereafter I’d be bleeding.

Of course, the emergency vet is an hour and a half away. We aren’t established with a veterinary practice up here yet, so it was our only option. We collapsed into bed around three in the morning.

Just another challenge of this “adventure” we’re trying to navigate…

3 Comments leave one →
  1. Melissa Rycroft permalink
    August 12, 2012 1:45 am

    Poor Marv! I hope he feels better quickly – for all of your sakes.

  2. August 12, 2012 4:11 am

    Marvin sounds almost as anti-vet as Patches… whose age cannot be determined because she won’t let them look at her teeth.

  3. Kim Walton permalink
    August 12, 2012 4:14 am

    Oh boy. Those middle of the night trips to the vets. Yuck. Feel better Marvin!

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