Poor Oscar.

Well Dear Friend, somehow yet another weekend has come and gone. I'm not sure where all the time goes, but I am sure that it's going.

This weekend was so lovely, but almost totally uneventful. Yesterday the dog and I mostly lazed about. I had intended to do a great many things, but instead we mostly spent the day with the windows open watching AbFab and enjoying the weather. Mostly...

Oscar's been feeling unwell for the last couple of months. He's had one bladder infection after the other, and has been generally unhappy. The vet suggested I start feeding them wet food in addition to their dry food since part of the problem may be that he's just not drinking enough water.

I did this, and both the cats were very happy about the new wet food, or at least they were...for a couple of hours. The first cue that something was wrong was a terrible odor that kept wafting through the house. I had anticipated this though, so I wasn't particularly concerned. However, later in the evening our AbFab marathon was interrupted by some strange sounds. I paused the video and heard Oscar's very distinct, soft little mew, punctuating what can only be described as the sounds of acute gastrointestinal distress.

I went back to investigate, but Oscar met me half way between my spot on the couch and his previous position in the litter box, dragging is poo covered butt down the length of the hallway. His ears were down and back and he looked up at me with a face full of sheer desperation as he scooted his way down the carpet. Poor sick, gross, Cat Man.

I scooped him up and plopped him into the tub.

(Gross.)

Poor, poor Pants Man.

He had to have a bath.
And a hair cut.

He spent most of the rest of the evening curled up in a ball looking deflated.

I spent most of the rest of the night scrubbing his butt trail out of the carpet. :/ The carpet looks nice again, but I'll be picking up a rug doctor this weekend for good measure.

Today he seems to be feeling much better. We've had no other issues with the wet food, I think he just had to survive the initial shock to his system. He's currently curled up in my lap sucking on his blanket and purring away.

Hopefully the worst of it is behind us.