When I went home from work today for lunch, I found a puddle of blood on the kitchen floor…three of my cats were running around like nothing was happening…Roger was lying under the coffee table. When I picked him up he started bleeding again…this would be when my panic attack kicked in. So I called work and told them I didn’t know when I’d be back, and I called the vet to let them know I was on my way. Apparently he has some sort of chemical build up in his bladder which is causing blockage. I don’t know why there was so much blood…at the vet’s office they filled a 9×13 pan full.
Roger is my baby, my handsome man. Roger is terrified of everyone else in the world but loves me to peices. I am so, so very worried about him. He’s staying at the vet over night. He looked so scared when I left him. The other day (some of you have heard this story), he peed on a pile of dirty laundry and I was so mean to him when I repremanded him…now I know that was his way of telling me something was wrong. I feel horrible!
Please pray for my baby, I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to him.