Hey guys, sorry.. had a busy and weird set of times here.
Fat cat is comfortably in his bed right next to the dish of renal cat food (christ, does it have to stink so much?) and his big bowl of water that he guards jealously.
He seems to be ok.. just his usual "I rest here all day" sort of self. The BUN numbers came back better on his external blood work than the vet had expected, so he's in meh shape for now. Just can't get him to take the damn anti-biotics the vet prescribed. Stupid cat will eat anything, and I mean anything, but he won't eat a damn pill pocket.
Of course, I'm also in the phase of "s***, is acting differently? Does this mean a problem? damnit"
Between this, one of the dog's bad backs and other medical stuff, I need a beer!