My election evening story:
I got done with my class yesterday afternoon around 3pm and headed out to vote. Because I had made an appointment to have a couple wisdom teeth extracted tomorrow, I also hit Target to stock up on some soup for the couple days afterwards.
I arrived home around 4pm, talked to Kathy, and she headed over to my place to hang out and watch the results. Then Ziggy the Wondercat threw up.
Over the next 2 1/2 hours, he vomited 6 times and kept trying to poop, but couldn’t. So we went to the vet. After $200 (which included an x-ray in which we found out that my cat also has a smaller than normal kidney), it appears that my little guy was constipated. There is the chance that he ate something he wasn’t supposed to, but I’m hoping it was just the constipation right now.
FYI – Did you know that cats vomit when they’re straining to poop? Me neither.
While the vet and I were talking over the x-ray, the vet tech brought Ziggy over to us. And then he peed on her. As we were leaving, I apologized to her since I was pretty sure Ziggy wouldn’t.
I’m still being cautious with him – trying to keep an eye out and make sure he’s not having any more problems, but he seemed to be better after I got him home. Tired and stressed out from the vet, but no more vomit. He even ate a bit of food this morning with the vet-recommended Miralax mixed in.
So on the evening that we get a new president, I spend a good chunk of it in the vet’s office. But at least my candidate won this time and not only did St. Louis City go blue (as expected), but so did my hometown (or at least my home county).