Demure though she may look here, Moth wasn't feeling too good this morning - and wasn't interested in breakfast. For anyone who knows Moth, this signaled something was very much Not Right. Very luckily, we have a new emergency vet center here in town: we can't speak highly enough of Mosaic Animal Emergency and Specialty, and of Dr Sims (the whole post-pandemic set-up at Mosaic truly serves a need, and is owned and run by three women, two of whom are from Northern NM). We initially thought the problem might be constipation, which may be a part of it, but eventually she was diagnosed with a UTI and crystals in her urine - like Walter G, many years ago - and so she will now need to go on a special diet. She's now home, medicated, and eating her new food ravenously ... but it's been a preoccupying day. Poor Gramsci didn't understand why we weren't celebrating his Gotcha day with him - 4 years ago today since we brought home the little adorable monster.
Ahh, Moth!! We hope you're feeling better now. She is such a sweet angel and it's distressing to think she might be in any pain. WG loved his special diet, and hopefully she will too. Happy Gotcha Day, Gramsci!
ReplyDeleteUp and down, today ... bulletin in full blog entry ... we were terrified mid afternoon that she was fading (?? too many meds; exhaustion?) but she's perked up some this evening. And she *loves* the kibble - kitty crack, I think. Keep your fingers crossed for a restorative night for her ...
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