There is a good discussion going on in the post below and I don't want to interrupt it but ...
Mia had a seizure this afternoon. I came back from the post office to find her sprawled across my bed, tongue hanging out, lying in a pool of her own urine.
We rushed to the vet and they did tests - by the time we got there she was more alert.
It could be her heart - they hear a murmur that wasn't there just last month.
It could be her kidneys - enzymes are out of whack and she appears dehydrated although she is eating and drinking normally.
It could be her thyroid. Those tests have been sent out. Plus they need a urine sample - which is a real joy to get from a cat - too bad we couldn't just wring out my bedspread.
Plus there have always been questions about Mia's neurological health. She's deaf and we don't know how that happened, we're not sure how old she is, she has trouble walking at times and sometimes she does one hell of a Kate Hepburn imitation.
Right now she is sleeping comfortably although she won't go near any of her regular places - she's sleeping on one of the dozen towel beds I created for her wherever I felt she'd feel safe. Her 2 hours in the ER traumatized her.
I am on seizure watch all night and I have the directions to the all night clinic in my purse.
I never question what I do for Mia - or Siren - or any who came before them.
Animals are a constant source of comfort and the epitome of unconditional love.
All good thoughts or prayers or candle lighting or burnings of whatever you hold sacred or profane are appreciated and will be felt across the internet tubes.
Now - go hug an animal.