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ππ© A FUNNY HEATHCLIFF HAPPENING TODAY ππ©
So like, one of the things the vet cautioned me about was monitoring Heathcliff over the week to ensure he could shit and piss, after the trauma of being hit by a car. He's also on meds now, she told me to call if he vomited.
This meowning after his breakfast, he puked. It's been three days since starting his meds so I thought it may not be related. Anyway, he puked, and puked 3-4 times more after that.
He also went into the kitty litter to try to shit, and I could see he was straining, but no turds were coming out. πΏ The accident was Thursday, and today being Monday, I've been kinda concerned that he hasn't taken a shit yet.
Then comes lunch, when he wasn't interested in his food. That was a red flag for me, Heathie absolutely loves food. Any time, any kind. π©
So basically I called the vet, told them all this, and she told me to bring Heathie in for examination.
So I grab him with him being quite reluctant and not wanting to go, put him in the brand new cat carrier that just arrived 30 minutes ago, and off we go walking to the vet, a short 20 min walk away. I swear the guy farted in protest when I picked him up. Anyway. πΎ
So like, I get to the vet, she opens the carrier and we take him out... and there's two small round hard turds in the carrier. Brav shit in the brand new carrier... nice. Vet laughs and said no probs and picks up the two brown marbles to inspect 'em.
Anyway, she examines him, feels his belly, sticks a thermometer up his butt, and checks his vitals. We talk a bit about my concerns, she said it was pretty normal after a massive trauma like being hit by a car, then being on all kinds of meds, to have a fucked up stomach and constipation. But the good news is that his tummy felt like it had turds, but they weren't overly hard or compacted. So the vet reckons he'll shit them out eventually.
Big relief for me.
As for the vomiting, also reckons it's alright. We could change the meds but the current one is good as it's also an anti-inflammatory.
πππ Heathcliff then jumps off the examination table, goes under it... and squats... in the "I'm gonna shit now" position... π¬ He then squeezes out a MASSIVE FUCKING TURD on the vet's floor, right in front of our eyes. πππ
Vet laughed her head off then picked up the poo to examine it. Said there was no blood, felt not too compacted, so was actually great that he shat right there so she could see. Sheesh man.
So I apologise profusely, pack him up, and we head home.
One the way home, Heathcliff must have wanted to teach me a lesson because he shat FOUR MORE FUCKING TURDS into the new carrier, messing it all up. Geez Louise man, absolute disaster to clean up.
TL;DR dude is sleeping like an angel now at home, feeling great about his empty bowels. π©
Honestly, I'm just glad he shat. I'm feeling a bit better knowing that his bowels are functioning okay after the accident. What a fucking mess tho, geez. ππ©