Good News, Bad News

This is an older picture of me, but this is where I spent the day after going to the vet. I got weighed and had my mats shaved off. She got the big one near my hip and another smaller one by my elbow. My traitor Mom petted a D-O-G while we were there and I really told her off about it. When the vet was done with me, I showed my displeasure by making a poop puddle on the couch where the people are supposed to sit while talking to the vet. Everybody seemed happy that it was a pudding poop and not a watery poop. That kind of took the shine off being naughty by pooping on the couch. I didn't want to make them happy. The good news is that all my poops are pudding poops now and I got a new pro-biotic called Fortiflora that I seem to like better. When we got home, Mom opened a new can of Elegant Medleys and I hopped up on the counter and started eating it before she even finished mixing the Fortiflora in. I ate most of it right on the counter and I finished it off shortly after Mom put it on the floor where I usually eat. The bad news is that I haven't eaten much since. The really bad news is that I am losing weight.

Karen Jo: I'll say you are losing weight. You have lost two pounds in the last three weeks. You weigh less now than you did when I adopted you. I did notice that you were preferring your Elegant Medleys to your regular Stinky Goodness, but I thought that you were getting enough to eat. The vet lady did say that your big mat was really close to the skin and that it was probably hurting you, so I am hoping that you will feel better now. You now have a buffet out that most cats would envy and I even bought a roast chicken just for you. I hope that you will feel like eating some of it very soon. At least you still scratch for treats from time to time. I am also hoping that wolfing down your new pro-biotic like that just upset your tummy a little and that you will go back to eating more before the night is over. Your weight loss is really scaring me. I am very happy that we seem to be winning the poop war. The vet lady said that the change to pudding poop was a very good sign and that I should just keep on doing what I have been doing. She also said that I was taking very good care of you. That made me feel bad because I feel that if I were taking such good care of you, you shouldn't be losing so much weight. You got a new prescription for Prednisol and the vet lady mentioned that sometimes it helps to stimulate appetite. I am to get the pro-biotic in you any way that I can and that if you don't eat it all up, I am to dissolve it in watered down baby food and squirt it into your mouth.

I don't think I would like that much.

Karen Jo: I don't want to have to do it to you, but I will if I have to. I want you to get better so much that I will even "torture" you to make it happen.

Update at 12:45 am: Herman just ate some of his crunchies, so maybe he is feeling a little better and will eat more. I will put out fresh food for him before I go to bed and keep hoping that he will eat more.