Bugsy took a turn for the worse today. My sister found him to be sluggish and a little hot, so she called me. I went out to buy a pet thermometer, and we eventually determined that he had a temp of 104.3. That’s pretty high, cat-wise.
Called the hospital. We hatched a plan to see where the temp goes; if it stayed high, we’d take him in. So, an hour later, his temp was still at 104.3. So we took him back to the hospital, where his temp passed 106. Sheesh. They got to work on 'im.
Just got a call from the hospital. Bugsy’s red and white blood cell counts are way low, and his platelets are—well, it’s pretty bad. They’re trying to bring his temp down (with ice, antibiotics). I’ll wait to hear from our doctor in the morning.
Doesn’t look good.
The little man was a real trooper through it all tonight. Didn’t complain. Just took it.
Sweet little guy.