The Ollie Tails: Part the Second
*13.10.06*
Am astounded and absolutely delighted to report that I was woken up this morning by Ollie yelling for his breakfast. He must be feeling SO much better - he's a different cat. He's had a bit of a play, rolled over to have his tummy rubbed, polished off a Felix pouch ("beefy steaklets"... urgh!) and joy of all joys used his litter tray - which contained the hugest cat wee I've ever seen.
He's still clearly not quite right, his back legs are a bit wobbly and I haven't yet managed to coax him up onto the bed - but he put his front paws up a few more times and rather more willingly in pursuit of the dangly tag off a catnip teabag. But - thank gawdn - no more circles, which were the thing that really worried both Nice Vet and me. We're going to go back again this afternoon to see what they think.
Am astounded and absolutely delighted to report that I was woken up this morning by Ollie yelling for his breakfast. He must be feeling SO much better - he's a different cat. He's had a bit of a play, rolled over to have his tummy rubbed, polished off a Felix pouch ("beefy steaklets"... urgh!) and joy of all joys used his litter tray - which contained the hugest cat wee I've ever seen.
He's still clearly not quite right, his back legs are a bit wobbly and I haven't yet managed to coax him up onto the bed - but he put his front paws up a few more times and rather more willingly in pursuit of the dangly tag off a catnip teabag. But - thank gawdn - no more circles, which were the thing that really worried both Nice Vet and me. We're going to go back again this afternoon to see what they think.
posted by R at 10:25 pm
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