Popeye wasn't himself last night. Sitting in a corner not eating, stretching himself out when made to move about. So at 10pm we were at the vets. They kept him in for treatment with his wife bun Paula, which scares me to start with as we've had buns with stasis before and we have always kept them at home. He hasn't eaten since yesterday now by himself and had an x-ray today following which, the vet has had to separate him from Paula to put him on a metaclopromide drip as the injections aren't working.
It's scary to think how quickly a healthy bun has gone from fine to this. :shock:
Will find out if it's started to work tomorrow.
here's hoping!
It's scary to think how quickly a healthy bun has gone from fine to this. :shock:
Will find out if it's started to work tomorrow.
here's hoping!
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