It has been a difficult week.

And it is only Wednesday. I am not a lover of all animals kind of person, like Heather or Courtney. I am a selective animal lover. Heather even tells some of her cats that grandma doesn't like them as much as others. So, when an animal picks me, adopts me, what can I do but return the feelings. For heavens sake I even moved plants so he could lay in the planter.

Anyway, by Sunday evening I was getting really concerned the way Pups was acting so I messaged the doctor, and Heather, and she messaged Kent's cousin who is a vet and her friend who is a nurse. We had lots of people involved. The doctor here said bring him in Monday morning so I lined up Jose to pick us up at 10:00am. Monday was a holiday so the regular doctor was off but there was a substitute filling in. She looked him over good and thought it would be better if he spend the night since he wasn't eating and hadn't eaten since Saturday afternoon. That was Monday, now it is Wednesday and he is still there. He is on meds for stomach, vomiting, antibiotics and pain and iv for fluids. He still won't eat and now they are going to do blood work to see if they can figure out what is wrong with him and his stomach. The doctor said today they were going to try giving him some chicken cooked in plain water and see if he would take that. He just lays and sleeps. I am very sad and worried. All I wanted to do was get him bug free and healthy.