Scribblings from the Mitchy Side

The furball hasn't been on top of his game for a while. He's had an unholy problem with hairballs for the past 3 weeks (and I mean excessively so), and has shown some worrying signs of stress behaviour by constantly grooming the same part of his body over and over. So I took him into the vet's yesterday for a check up.

She thought it likely he's got a big ol' hair ball that might just be breaking up slowly, so gave me some gel to put on his paws that he'll lick down and digest and should help him shift things. She also gave him an injection to relieve any possible skin allergies, in case that was what was causing the excessive grooming.

All well and good. But today? He's a shadow of his former self. He doesn't want to move, even when I chivvy him, and this is a cat that would bolt if I spoke in That Tone of Voice. He's not left the lounge all day, nor have I seen him eat or drink. He's still grooming obsessively. He has been sick, twice, since he had his first dose of the gel. He moves in slow, careful stages, but otherwise he's not indicating he's in pain. It looks like he's aged 100 years in one day. It could just be the hairball making him unhappy or....

If he's no better in the morning, I am totally taking him to the emergency vet clinic.

Good health vibes for cute cuddly furballs will be appreciated.