Home Again, Vet Again

Mister Tanaka came home yesterday, released from cat jail with strict health care instructions and directions to bring him back every other day for the immediate future.

Tonight, he's once again living with the dogs.

Shelly brought him home last night, and all seemed to be going well. He didn't get to leave behind his hated Elizabethan collar, and he still has to take his hated medicine, but he appeared happy to be home, re-marking his territory with his paws and head.

Holding him to give him his medicine got me hissed at -- though Shelly, who actually gave him the medicine, did not get hissed at. Hmmm. But, he was generally cooperative with the rest of his meds -- and trust me, he has plenty to take.

He stinks to high heaven since he can't groom himself properly, his collar causes him to walk into walls a lot of the time, and, after living with dogs for the past month, he now seems to growl when he's unhappy, but we were all happy that he was home. Once he loses his collar, he'll stop bumping into things and will get himself groomed, so those are both short-term issues. And, I guess we'll get used to his growling.

But, shortly after arriving home, we noticed that he was having difficulty urinating again. After at least eight fruitless attempts to pee in his litter box, I bundled him back into the car and took him back to the vet this morning, where he was once again catheterized and drained. The vet assumes he has another bladder stone, so we're switching his diet to a high-acid food, which will hopefully dissolve whatever is in there, and will keep more from forming. We're hoping he'll be back home again tomorrow.

Ugh. Will this never end??