Sick Kitty

The short version: Oona's been vomiting. Conservative treatment over the last 72 hours hasn't worked. She's now in the hospital awaiting exploratory gut surgery to remove what we assume is a mass (probably the fur she's been dumping now that its in the 80s and 90s and maybe some of my yarn or a hair tie). We have now invested in her more than L's car is worth.

I love our fuzzy beast more than words can express - I never once thought I would miss her constant chatting, spring skittering, or hearing her attempt to break into our cupboards. For a cat the lives for food, considering that she hasn't eaten since Tuesday and has shown no interest in food b/c she keeps throwing up, is really alarming (we've been monitoring her and giving her Subq fluids at the vet)). We're really hoping they can figure out what the hell she ate, get it out of her, get her stitched up and on the road back to recovery. Hopefully my next post will have pics of her looking stupid with a cone around her head and not be a memorial.

Enjoying a sunbeam

And in a less dignified moment, here she is trying to get a treat in a box. 

After escaping, she stuck her head right back into it.