Pappan!

My cat Arnie, who we affectionately sometimes call Pappan for reasons we're not even sure of, is sick. This is the second time in his life with me that he's been ill. Having gone through this once with him already, you'd think I would not be as worried and emotional as I am. But I've also been through this with our other kitty, Bridgitte, who passed away. So I get a little worried when my beloveds are ill.

Chances are he has a cold. But it's tricky with cats because cold like symptoms can mask so many other things. The last time he looked like he had a cold and it was a bowel obstruction. Go figure that out!

Right now, he's sleeping and he has been for over 12 hours. While cats are master sleepers and Arnie is a pro at sleeping, 12 hours straight without even an occasional stretch is not normal. I called his regular vet, Dr. Khan, who I really like but he can't see him until 4pm today. That's too long to wait. I called another vet and he's getting us in at 10am. I hate to switch like that but I don't want Arnie to continue to get worse.

I don't have kids, I have cats. And they are as precious to me as anything I have. Arnie is special to me. For a while, it was just him and me here. We have a special bond. So seeing him ill and just not feeling well is worrisome. And terribly sad.

I love my little Pappan! I hope he feels better soon.