TheBlackMoth
Well-Known Member
Poor old Mumble has been being sick today.
He got out in the night and went downstairs and ate all the cat biscuits left out for the cat. I heard him and went and got him and shortly afterwards he sicked most of them up.
He was sick a little bit more in the morning and then fine all day.
He had breakfast and was fine.
Tonight he has had a vomit fest. He had one great big explosion, followed by three more retching sessions.
He seems ok in himself and I can't imagine what has caused this.
Now, if this was one of my children, I would starve them, let them have water only and watch them. I would never bother with the doctors unless it was going on for a long time and they were in danger of being dehydrated.
So why do I feel mean for not rushing to the emergency vet with him?
He got out in the night and went downstairs and ate all the cat biscuits left out for the cat. I heard him and went and got him and shortly afterwards he sicked most of them up.
He was sick a little bit more in the morning and then fine all day.
He had breakfast and was fine.
Tonight he has had a vomit fest. He had one great big explosion, followed by three more retching sessions.
He seems ok in himself and I can't imagine what has caused this.
Now, if this was one of my children, I would starve them, let them have water only and watch them. I would never bother with the doctors unless it was going on for a long time and they were in danger of being dehydrated.
So why do I feel mean for not rushing to the emergency vet with him?