He seemed to be doing a little better last weekend, but then most of this week, he’s not done well.
He hates the doxy. I didn’t give him fluids after last week, which was a mistake, I should have kept it up. I thought because I saw him drinking, he’d be okay, but as the week went by, he quit drinking. When I did the tent test on Thursday, his skin did not spring back into place as it should have.
So, Thursday evening, I started him back on fluids. He spent the night under the sofa. Then yesterday, I got wise, I got his meds and fluids ready in the morning, set them on the bathroom counter, went outside and got him, brought him in, took him into the bathroom, laid a big towel on the floor and gave him the fluids, then the antibiotics. It was really sad to see him trying to get out of the door through the molding and the wall next to the door. He was pushing at it with his nose. But I didn’t bug him again for anything like that outside.
Last night when he came in, he went into the bedroom, up into the window where he spent the night.
He got his fluids and meds this morning, went outside and he’s sleeping now. Sleeping deeply. That’s something I didn’t see him doing at all last week. He’s more relaxed.
He’s not eating much, but he is more interested in food. He’s not laying in the coolest spots in the yard like he was doing, he doesn’t feel as hot to the touch as he had. I’ve seen him doing a little grooming which is a good thing.
And he’s not running from me, but he’ll come up to me for scritches and back rubs again.
I hope he’s a lot better next week at this time. He’s such a good cat.