Max has been eating OK but tonight I came home to a big blob of diarrhea in the corner of the living room right behind a huge plant that I have. I never would have seen it if I hadn't of moved the plant to water it. Funny that I didn't smell it either.
He's not eating as much either and he won't touch any treats. At night he sleeps behind the bed and in the daytime when I leave for work, he's behind the bed and doesn't come out to see me off. When I get home from work he comes out from behind the bed (I assume he's been there all day) and talks to me, wanting wet food.
We have a whitecoat appointment on Saturday at 10:30. I'm not sure about blood work, but for sure I want an xray on his right hip. He favours that leg and hobbles on it.
He no longer is lap fungus and neither does he lay under the tree anymore. I guess the novelty has worn off. All he wants to do is get behind the bed - which isn't an entirely bad thing. Each time he crawls out of there he brings me more presents of dust bunnies. Who needs a house cleaner???
Mary (Medusa): Max loves a little bowl with ice water in it. Reminds me of you and dear Puddy, although Max doesn't have anything wrong with his tongue, but he does like to lick the ice cubes.
Last edited by slick; 12-05-2009 at 10:47 AM.
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I hope that everything will go well at the vet tomorrow. Lots more prayers and positive thoughts are being sent his way.
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