Yesterday, while I was getting ready for work, I noticed he took a long time in his litter box. I knew that he'd previously had major problems with his UT. But he hadn't been laying around or anything & was still eating. When I got to work, one of the girls here asked how my cat was doing. I told her how he'd "done #2" in my bedroom twice in the last couple of days & I had to scold him for it & close my bedroom door to him. I also told her how he'd taken so long in his litter box & had only tinkled a little. She said, "You have to get him to the doctor immediately!". So I called my vet right away & they wanted me to bring him in. But they required a $50 deposit. I get paid once a month & don't have 2 pennies to rub together right now. This wonderful woman (from work) LENT me the money! I took him in & they kept him for the doctor to look at. I hadn't even gotten a mile down the road when the doctor called me. It seemed that Spooky was very sick & had a bladder the size of a baseball!! My options were to do surgery to clean him out (costing between $500 & $1000), open him up (make him a female) (costing between $1000 & $1500), or put him down. Of course, I don't have a lot of money, but qualified for a credit line with them through another company (credit care) for up to $1000. Well, I bawled. In the end, I just couldn't bear to have him put to sleep. He's all I have left. So, Spooky went under the knife last evening. I'm happy to report though, that he's doing better & still at the vet's, recuperating.
One more thing... I also broke my glasses yesterday morning while trying to clean them. Now I have to wear old contacts & don't have the money to get new glasses/contacts. Next thing ya know, my car's gonna go kaput!
