So Stinkerbelle seemed okay yesterday morning, then she vomited a few times (but no blood, thank god) and then we realized that she was hungry and eating, but every time she got something in her stomach, she vomited it back up within a few minutes. I called the vet and asked if there was any over-the-counter stuff we could give her, and they said there was really nothing they could recommend.

It was 4:30 by the time I called, and so I asked if I could make an appointment to bring her in, assuming they’d tell me to bring her in this morning, but they said I could bring her in right then, and so I told Fred to box her up and we’d go, and he was all “But the CHICKENS! The chickens can’t be out after DARK!” and I got mad and took the cat (HIS CAT) to the vet my own self and the vet looked her over carefully, did a thorough exam, said The Stank wasn’t acting like a cat who had a blockage and she tended to agree with the emergency vet’s opinion that it was a virus, gave her subcutaneous fluids with anti-nausea medicine added, and some oral medication to take home with me.

The Stank ate at snack time and kept it down (THANK GOD) and we shot her with some anti-nausea medication this morning just in case (and she fought like the hellion she is), and so far she’s acting fine. I’ll be keeping an eye on her, but hopefully she’s about over this.

Last night Spanky and Sugarbutt both barfed. This morning, Spanky barfed again. We hit him with the anti-nausea medicine. I think that’s all we can do for the next few days. I suspect it’s going to go through the cats like wildfire and I’m gearing up my barf-wiping arm as the Stank Virus takes down the And3rson kitties one by one. All we can do is get them through it – there’s nothing we can do to prevent it. Ugh.

Hey! Know what would be the BEST thing EVER in the week and a half before Christmas? If I got a really bad cold AND the cats made it a 24-hour barf-o-rama around here. That would be FABULOUS. Happy holidays!

We can barf if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
Cause your friends don’t barf
And if they don’t barf
Well they’re no friends of mine


2006: It’s tough to pet 5 milling kittens when you only have two hands, believe you me.
2005: No entry.