O'Malley the cat was sick on Thursday and Friday. Really sick. I called the Vet in the afternoon to ask if there was anymore I could do for him or when I should really start worrying. He woke us up Thursday morning like always and then started hacking up a hairball. He continued to vomit eight times throughout the day and started "caving" and resting in unusual places.
On Thursday, it continued although not as much as Friday. The Vet suggested not feeding him and only providing fresh water. She was concerned how many times he was vomiting. With hairballs, it doesn't usually last that long, she was concerned about a blockage. I told her if he wasn't better by Saturday I'd bring him in. I didn't want to put him through the horror of the large cat carrier, I wasn't concerned about a blockage. His toys are not choking hazards and he doesn't eat human food.
Well, my husband made a cave for him with a box the size of the cat carrier and towels for comfort and a blanket to cover it and a large entry and a peak window. He went in at dinner time and was still there when we went to bed.
Yesterday morning, he woke us up with his famous "meraaaaaaaaaaw". It was music to our ears.
I called the Vet back at 10:00 before I headed out to go shopping. I told her he woke us up and is watching the chickadees and woodpeckers at the bird feeder and seems to have bounced back overnight. We are continuing to ration his food and I swept all the hair up from the carpets with a straw broom before running the vacuum as an added precaution. He's been grooming more lately and I figured he's growing extra fur for the winter.
At dinner time lastnight, he was chasing a small housefly around and when he ate him he decided it was time to chase his tail.
This morning O'Malley is back in action! Ready to get groovy to any music that moves him.