After spending 7 hours and a wad of cash, plus taking X-Rays looking for blockage, it turns out Miss Lily isn’t ill at all. She’s a drama queen.
They gave her an anti-emetic and fluids. We had to pick up all the food dishes overnight, so nobody ate like they usually did. In Gizzie’s case, this upset his stomach and he dry-heaved in the night in response. But he’s okay.
We admonished her that every time she pulls this we’re taking her to the vet and they’re going to always stick a thermometer up her backside.
Strange people poking and prodding. How humiliating! She’s quite subdued today, but at least we know she’s healthy.
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