We dropped Max off at the cattery last Monday, prior to us leaving early Tuesday. I booked the early flight out of Christchurch so we would be back early enouth to pick him up. Don’t do weekend drop offs, nor pickups anymore, sigh!
Organise friend to pick him up Friday afternoon, drop him home, feed him, our great neighbours came over Saturday morning to feed and play with him, he was his usual hypo self, happy to play chase in his tunnel. He is their clayton’s cat.
We get home a few hours later, Max is very much out of sorts, there was a lot of vomit and he had the runs as well. He seemed to be foaming at the mouth, but it could have been flecks of vomit.
Thought he may have eaten something or been bitten by something, his mouth didn’t look right, a bit puffy.
Phone 3 vets before he can be seen, over to the north side to an emergency vet. They managed to take his temperature which hasn’t happened before as he puts up a fight, mind I would as well!
He is badly dehydrated and very much in shock, bloods taken, put on a drip and pain killers, possible scan to see if he has eaten something if he doesn’t improve tonight.
I suspect spider bite, we have a few red backs about and he is so inquisitive, just as likely to try to get too close.
So this is at the vet. Feel so sorry for him, not a happy chappy.
Fingers and everything else crossed that it turns out ok.
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