After all that excitement with Bugs last night, Fangie’s nasal discharge and wheeze got worse. By this morning, there was no question but that I needed to get him to the vet pronto. I was petrified I’d lose him, that he was sliding down into a third dire health episode.
Relief Item One
He’s fundamentally healthy. The vet says he’s knocked back at the moment, with an inflammatory nasal and sinus infection, but his weight and coat are good and she’s not worried. She gave him a short-acting decongestant injection, and a course of oral antibiotics.
He’s also got ear-mites, so she treated that too.
The downside (apart from the poor boy still struggling to breathe and spray-sneezing all over the place and, also, being irritated by his mite-y ears) is that we can’t even site-swap, let alone meet-and-greet the two boys. The vet says Fangie’s discharge is aerosol-contagious.
So I’ve even blocked up the vents in the door to Base Camp. The boys were touching noses through there and that has to stop for the moment.
But what a little trooper this boy was, at the Bad Place. He hated the ear-treatment and said so in no uncertain terms but, other than that, he was cool. What a great cat. What a sweetie.
Relief Item Two