Last week we took Algie to his favorite place in the whole wide world: VeteranaryLand. They made him pee, took some blood and got his weight. Good times for him.
We weren’t particularly happy either, discovering he’s lost two pounds . No weird masses, no bad lab work. Our poor cat weighs a mere fourteen pounds and no one has any idea why. For three years, Al’s maintained 16 pounds on the exact. same. diet. Like they wanted, because before that, he was 18 lbs (average for a male Maine Coon ).
So…now he’s 14 lbs. A change for which it seems there can be no good explanation. Waiting for his blood results this weekend, I’d completely convinced myself he was in kidney failure*. An idea that only encouraged me to annoy him the entire time by photographing his every habit.
Which is sleeping, mostly.
OK, you with the camera? Trying to die here. Put that thing away already and turn the light off.
*Lab results came back with “no kidney faillure, but a little “wonky” thyroid result”. Apparently not ‘wonky’ enough to suspect a problem, or explain the weight loss. So, yay. Still clueless. More to come.
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I know exactly what you mean – especially the waking them up with crazy hugs! Al is 12 now and I woke him up with a snuggle at 3am the other night, due to a particularly vivid nightmare.
While there are a few additional, fairly disgusting factors convincing me *something* is going on with him, I can only wait and hope to sort it out with the vet when she’s in tomorrow. *shrug*
In the meantime, it’s a wierd wait. Thanks for the encouragement & words of wisdom!
Aww he’ll be fine. Most of us would be glad to lose 2 lbs – honestly. Maybe he just convinced himself he was too fat and decided to diet?
Otherwise, it’s never easy to love a pet and then realize that our lifespan is so much longer than theirs. I was thinking yesterday, as I watched my now 9 year old dog sleep on the couch becide me, he’s getting that “old dog” gray around his muzzle… And was sad, because I realized what a good dog he is and how much he means to me. Poor thing probabally thought I was crazy, waking him up with a hug and you are such a good boy! LOL
Anyhow, try not to worry too much, give the kitty lots of loves, and realize that no matter what, our lives are richer because of them.