Mr. Boiglesworth Goes to the Vet

Ohhhhh poor Boigie! First of all, can I just say that when I have known people with pets, no really cats specifically as I always fancied myself more of a dog girl, when these cat people had sick kitties and got all emotional over it, I just didn't get it. Until this week. Spoiler alert: Boigie's fine. Now on with the story.

Earlier this week I noticed what appeared to be a slight limp favoring his front left paw. It seemed to pretty much disappear at times and other times it was more pronounced, usually after he had lessened his activity with one of his many naps. Then I thought maybe I was just thinking it was a limp and it wasn't so I decided to see if M noticed and said anything, but no. Then finally, last night there was some undeniable limping and I looked over at M and asked,"Did you just see that?" He agreed reluctantly, I personally think he had noticed it before too but neither one of us wanted to acknowledge something might be wrong with Boigles.

We concluded that he was still eating and drinking and purring like usual so we would just monitor things. Then M told me that Boigie was limping more severely this morning and that he was going to take him to the vet. Well, apparently (after nearly killing poor M while trying to get Boigie into his travel cage as M called it) the vet concluded there was nothing major going on. No clear signs of arthritis (or a tumor, that was me being pessimistic) or anything in his little pads. He had full range of motion; she thinks that maybe he sprained/strained a muscle (doing what I say, this cat only sleeps!) and that if it continues over the next week or gets worse, to bring him back for an Xray. I also asked M to ask why Young Kittlby is a virtual vomit vector so she drew some blood and will call with the results on Monday. Aside from that, he's been deemed officially obese tipping the scales at 18.5 pounds! He's to be put on special food for weight loss (the Iams we use is apparently only good for maintanence) but she advised waiting a bit since today's visit was fairly traumatic.

Right now, he's been put on the cat version of bed rest, as much as you can do that with a cat. She said that if we limit his activity we'll be able to better tell if it's a muscle strain so we put things on both of his perches so he can't go up there. The only thing left to jump on is the bed which we can't really disguise.

He seems fine now, the limp is still here occasionally but we've made it past his 9pm feeding with no puking yet, I was sure somehow I would end up paying for his trip to the vet.