Oh, right. This thread is more for pictures, but a few days after I got my new camera, I shot this video of my cat that I’m still kind of proud of.
Around June, we actually got really scared that she was dying. We’d noticed she was losing weight all throughout 2018. She was originally a 13-14 pound Maine ■■■■, and I was surprised when I weighed her at the end of Spring and learned she had dropped to 9 pounds. She had been eating less, but we figured it was the summer heat combined with this being our first year in Nevada. Also, y’know, cats can just be picky like that, sometimes.
Then, she began getting VIOLENTLY sick all over our apartment and we couldn’t figure out why. It started with her getting sick once a day, then twice, and it progressed until she couldn’t keep any food down at all. Money was especially tight so we had to wait until payday before we could even think about taking her in to the vet, which was more than a week and a half away.
Things were getting dire. She stopped eating her food, but still kept trying to get sick. This went on for six days and it was clear she was getting sicker and sicker. For whatever reason, all of our previous cats had to be put down because the vet told us they had cancer, so we figured maybe she also had the same thing, even though our other cats never really had extreme projectile vomit like she did.
We got to reading and these were symptoms of an impacted hairball. Our cat was never really one to get many hairballs, oddly; she’d only really hack up a couple a year, but we were desperate and even just a checkup at the vet would likely be over a hundred dollars. After doing research on what brands work, we ended up getting some Hartz anti-hairball gel. Said it would take four days to work.
She kept trying to get sick. She would lay next to me all day, clearly uncomfortable, and still not eating. Two days passed. Three days passed. No change. Payday was literally on the fourth day, and if she didn’t show any signs of improvement, we were going to schedule an appointment and take her in, likely to be put down.
It was the evening of the fourth day, and my Mom started looking up local vets.
Minutes before she was going to pick up the phone and make the call, my cat got up off the floor, came over to me, and reached up, begging. It was dinner time. She wanted to eat. Not only did she eat for the first time in eight days, but she cleaned her plate.
Later that night, she got sick again. But this time, a massive hairball came up with it, a good four inches long. That happened a couple more times over the next few days. But she was obviously feeling better, as she was eating better than she had in a long, long time. You almost couldn’t give her enough food.
It’s November now and she’s gained most of her weight back. We brush her a lot more, and still give her the medicine, but much smaller doses. And she still gets sick, about once every 3-6 weeks, but usually it’s to get a hairball up. None of them have ever been quite as big as those first two.