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Don't think I'm a bad cat mom

I think I may have permanently damaged my cat. It wasn't my fault, really it wasn't. I can't help it he drank from the bath where I had the soapy water soaking the mat.

Why must he drink from the tub? Anyway now it has been a few days since he did this, and he still isn't eating a lot. He is active and doesn't appear sick, except for his half-assed eating and his runny poo. Yes, I said runny poo.

I probably should have taken him to the vet, but I'm afraid the vet will take him from me since only a few months ago we had him there for a similar problem, but that time we do not know what he ingested, and he was very very sick. I fear she will think I am a bad cat momma. Plus the vet is damn expensive and he does look ok.

God I don't know. How long is diarrhea a bad thing in cats?

It is going to be boiling hot here today so I am going to go to the pool and cool off whilst getting tan. I know that tanning is so bad for the skin and all, but I love the sun.

I promise to wear sunscreen.

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theaddict said…
Ok. To let the world know we did take him to the vet and he had a temperature (but hey it was 35 yesterday!) and she said his tummy was gurggling, but she didn't think that the soap would induce that. Oh well he is on some medication of some sort and seems fine (so far). Total Vet Cost: $60. Buckley's health: Priceless.
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