Never call a cat Murphy
Posted by Ceri Davies Mon, 07 Aug 2006 22:27:00 GMT
“Lucky should be avoided too”.
So said the vet when we picked up Murphy yesterday morning.
This photograph is from two weeks ago, but he doesn’t look much different facially, except that the swelling in his right eye has gone done some.
He is blind, very skinny, somewhat atrophied and currently on liquid food only. When he eats, it goes up his nose and he has to sneeze it out.
I was worried that he hadn’t been to the toilet in 24 hours, despite his huge intake of water, but this evening he graced us with some dark matter and urine.
Frankly, I’m finding this pretty hard to deal with. I was explaining how I felt to Stef just before dinner, saying that I felt that he was just sitting there until it was time to walk or stick his face in his food again. He probably heard me, because then he started walking around yelling at stuff, just before bumping into it. He hasn’t stopped in two hours. This is, at least, some progress and he needs to get some kind of exercise.
Stella is freaked, and can’t believe that there is another cat in the house, let alone one behind a closed door (we never close doors).
