ADVENTURES > MIRRE`S DIARY > VERVOLG III
Thursday August 17th 2006.
Mirre has really done it now! Had to take her to the vet early this morning.
Last weekend she ate a piece of cord. Part of it came out Tuesday morning. By pulling it really gently, I could get it out. That evening she ate normally. But during the night things went wrong. She vomited a lot, whole puddles with fluid and undigested kibble. Of course she didn't want any breakfast after such a night. And she didn't want her dinner either. Even boiled chicken couldn't persuade her.
During the day she had hardly vomited, but during the night she threw up several times again. Again whole puddles of fluid and kibble. The next morning she wouldn't eat again and lay as a sad little pitiful scrap of cat in a hammock. I phoned Douwe and so we were at the vets at half past eight.
Her temperature was too low. He examined her intestines (which she really didn't like) and felt little hard pieces in there. After I had told him about the piece of cord, he examined her again. I was afraid of two possibilities:
1) a blocked stomach, because after two days there was still kibble in her vomit, while she hadn't eaten anything.
2) her bowels sliding into each other. A brother from Robbyn and a sister from Mirre had both died because of this.
Douwe was able to reassure me. Bowels sliding into each other is rare and only occurs when the cat has a severe case of diarrhea. That wasn't the case with Mirre. A blocked stomach was a possibility of course, but he didn't think so. Mirre was given an injection against her nausea and vomiting. Then I was given a bottle of a mild laxative for her.
The injection worked miracles. At dinnertime she followed me (screaming of hunger) with the others to the kitchen. She was terribly hungry, but was able to eat only a little bit.
August 20th 2006.
Her screaming lasted for a few days before it changed to her own voice. During the weekend I found another piece of cord and a few hard droppings.
Her meals have returned to normal proportions. Every time I went to the kitchen, she followed my screaming of hunger. At bedtime too, when Thia has a late night snack, Mirre came along. Because she ate so little each time, she was very hungry during it all. As soon as she ate normally, I stopped giving her extra meals. Of course she didn't agree. It took a while before it sunk in. Now she's alright and I have gained a few more grey hairs.
She is a girl of strong habits. When she first came to live with me, she wasn't allowed to go in the garden. But when she was allowed, she sat hesitantly on the windowsill waiting for permission. Only to jump in head over heals enjoying it.
Eating dry kibble was just the same. She was used to having meat with them, so she didn't want them dry. When I thought she was big and strong enough and therefore able to have a little less, I was able to "force" her to accept it. She just wasn't given anything else.
It wasn't until she thought she was starving, that she would eat the dry kibble. She would protest, walk around her bowl, but in the end she would eat it.
Prior to last week's event she hadn't eaten at bedtime for ages. But two nights of bedtime snacks and my lady had it in her head that she needed to eat then too. So she had to take it out of her head again.
For the rest she's really a very normal and sweet girl, you know.
