My cat Stevie was throwing up a LOT....I kept telling myself it was just a reaction to being able to eat grass again..but finally realized a vet visit was in order....Poor baby-- peering out of his carrier which I had placed on the car seat next to me..looking like it was a ride to a death camp. Once there, the staff in the waiting room soon tired of the high pitched MEOWs filling the room. We were shown to a small room to wait for the vet. The vet tech came in first..and I answered her questions AND showed her the throw up I had carefully scooped into a container....which , apparently, was not a clue as it was given the sort of cursory look that throw up deserves. By the time the vet came in, I had thought of a joke...told her that if I had wanted to be there..I would have MEOW chowsers by proxy. Finally, just upset tummy was the tentative diagnosis and an anti-nausea shot was given..along with 8 days worth of pills I was to give him.
I am so happy that he is once again keeping food down...and I have become pretty good at pushing pills down his throat!
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