Poor Kitty

This afternoon I ended up rushing my cat Hoback to the vet. He seemed fine as he walked all over us at 4:30 this morning. W kicked him out of the bedroom and locked the door. This is his usual routine in the early morning during one of my many bathroom trips.  

When we got up this morning Hobie was no where to be found. Usually he's very vocal and keeps W company in the shower. He loves to stand between the shower curtain and liner and repeatedly lick the liner as the water runs down it. He's a weirdo. 

He also loves to eat and to not see him ready for breakfast was unusual. I asked W to look under the bed in the guest room (his absolute favorite place) but he wasn't there. As I headed downstairs to get my breakfast ready I saw him walking close to the bed. He seemed like he wasn't standing up completely, but I didn't think much of it. 

I went to my appointment and was home very briefly to get ready for the shower at W's work. The shower was great and his co-workers were so generous. 

When I got home I started to look for Hobie again and couldn't find him. When I went into the nursery I saw fresh blood on the dresser and spots on the changing pad along with some kitty hair. That was when I knew I had to find him. 

I went down to the basement (his other favorite spot) and called for him. I saw a pile of fresh vomit and got really concerned. I finally turned on the flashlight app on my phone and started searching through a slightly cluttered area for him. 

Finally I saw his little body curled up in a ball. When he didn't move I got a little scared. I grabbed him and pulled him out. He cried out very loudly when I picked him up. I carried him up to the bedroom and placed him on the bed. I looked him over and he just didn't seem like himself. He was lying there letting me pet him but it looked like his limbs were all quivering. I called the vet and they said to bring him right in. I then located that the source of the bleeding was from his penis. Poor guy 

I went to the attic and then the basement to find the carrier. When I went back to the bedroom he hadn't moved. 

I put him in the carrier and rushed him to the vet. He meowed almost the entire way there very loudly. 

The receptionist/nurse brought him right into the exam room. She felt his belly and said he wasn't able to pee. She went and got the vet immediately. 

When Dr. Nichols came in he asked me whether I was due tomorrow or not. I told him not until October 1st and that it was twins. He again felt Hobie's belly and told me the cat was going to have to stay. When I asked if that meant overnight he said it meant for a few days. He said they were going to have to catheterize him, flush things out, and probably use anesthesia. Can you say expensive??

The vet called W around 6:00.  He first congratulated W on the twins and then called him a stud. He said Hobie was doing well and that his condition had been very life threatening. If we had been out of town or not caught it he would have definitely died. He said he will likely have to stay until at least Monday and that the hardest part was over but that they needed to continue to watch him very closely. 

I feel so badly for our little kitty. I hope he's doing ok and I miss him terribly. 

Last night after dinner I was having serious cramps. They were above my belly button and came in waves quite frequently. Baby b was moving like crazy and seemed much lower than usual. It actually hurt exactly where she was rather than like the lower cramps I've been having. I shed some tears out of fear and from the pain. 

W insisted we pack the hospital bag as I relaxed on the couch. Finally I went up to bed to lie down and felt much better. It didn't happen again, but I also didn't feel baby b move for almost the rest of the night. It really freaked me out. This morning she was as busy as usual so that eased my mind. 

My ob today assured me that contractions can be caused by the position of the baby. Some positions they get into are likely to be painful and cause my muscles to contract. I'm pretty sure that's what happened. He also said babies are most active between dinner and bedtime and between 3-6 AM. That is when they get the most calls about contractions. This reassured me and made me feel much better about everything. 

Next week I have an ultrasound and non-stress test. I'm looking forward to seeing the babies and finding out how much they weigh. 

All in all, another exciting 24 hours around here. Hopefully things are a little calmer and less stressful in the next few days/weeks.