Well, by the time I got home from work ( I couldn't leave) all the vet clinics were closed so Sam and I decided to see it through to this morning and bring him in immediately if he was still the same.

He was so sick when I got home. He's a little cat, and not even a year old yet. But he had NO energy and just sort of slowly paced about the house. He was drooling profusely and left a small puddle wherever he had decided to lay. He just was not my normal kitty.

However, he slept right by me all night, and I woke up often to make sure he was still okay and responsive. When Sam and I woke up in the morning, he was almost completely different. No more drooling, no more warm pads or nose, and being the bad little cat we know and love.

Sam is keeping an eye on him today, and is going to feed him in the afternoon. Should he vomit it up, I will be racing him home to the vet.