At the vet, actually.
We noticed last night that he was acting snappish with the other cats--quite unlike him--and I started watching him go from litter box to litter box, spending a long time in each one without any results. So I knew he was having plumbing problems--whether urinary or constipation, I didn't know, so I gave him a glycerin suppository just in case, but that didn't seem to give him any relief. I gave him half a baby aspirin in case he had a bladder infection, and perhaps it was the pain-relief that allowed him to sleep fairly comfortably overnight.
Still, I got up early enough to be first into the waiting room at the vet clinic this morning. No appointment but I had a cat in distress. It is so unusual for Pickle to vocalize that his occasional cries rent my heart.
The vet diagnosed him with urinary blockage. I guess I shouldn't be surprised as it isn't uncommon, but after all these years, I have never had a cat block up. I was just glad that Pickle was staying in the main house and that we noticed the change in his behavior before the situation got more serious.
Still, the vet is keeping him overnight and sounds like she may keep him several nights before all is said and done. I know he is getting good care and he is where he needs to be but I still hate leaving any of our cats at the clinic. I want them to be home with us.
Please keep him (and his mommy!) in your thoughts.