Introducing my beautiful Max – or Maximillion, Max the Hunter, Max the Bully (where Hippie is concerned), Maxie Tart and Maxie baby – he is a much loved cat of many titles….. I got him 6 years ago from the RSPCA after he had been abandoned when he fell off a wall and broke his leg. He was just recovering from an operation where he had a pin put into his hind leg to mend it.
It hasn’t stopped him doing anything and by and large he has had a healthy six years until now.
He has been having a dreadful time over the last ten days. It started on February 9th with what appeared to be a tummy upset. Somewhat unusal for Max who just eats and eats. Poor boy was so sick that I took him to the vets where Craig prescribed an antacid injection and some paste to help with furballs – just in case.
The next day my poor boy was still being sick so my daughter took him back to the vet where they kept him in, on a drip to rehydrate him. The day after that he had an endoscopy where they checked his tummy with a camera, they could see his tummy was inflamed but biopsies showed nothing unusual.
Craig was concerned because although the sickness was stopping Maxie wouldn’t eat, he was also worried that there might be inflammatory bowel disease. He wanted to carry out a barium x-ray but Max wouldn’t let him (I didn’t ask what happened there…) – he ended up having an exploratory operation which at least showed that his bowel was fine but did not explain why he had gone anorexic on us.
By now we were really worried about him and I wondered how many more of his 9 lives we were going through with this episode……
Craig suggested putting a feeding tube in through his neck and feeding him until he was well enough to be interested so that’s what he had done. And that’s when he started to improve.
We have visited him on the last three evenings and on the first evening he looked a very sorry sight with a scarred, shaved tum, neck and paw -by the next evening he had decided to eat chicken and cat food as well as the feed through the tube and he was starting to try and remove the bandage which covered his feeding tube. Then last night I took him some Aldi Vitacat Biscuits and they appear to have done the trick.
The feeding tube has been removed this morning and he is allowed out on bail for two days to see if he’ll eat more at home – so tonight I am fetching my boy home, we have really missed him.
He’s got to stay in the house – (there will be no Max the hunter going on) and go back to Chine House Hospital on Saturday morning for review.
Then hopefully he will get back to the life he loves ….. mischief making
hot tub lolling…..
And a lot of fur regrowing to achieve ‘the look’.
This post is with my grateful thanks to Craig & David – Max’s animal doctors and all his nurses, the receptionists at Chine House who have given me daily updates and put up with my phone calls.
You are all wonderful – thank you!