Though Daisy's kidney levels have been coming down, she still hasn't been eating on her own. Tonight her breathing was labored and we took her to the vet hospital out of concern that she might get worse overnight. She'll be there at least until morning.

This is Daisy:

Tuesday night Daisy was acting confused and lethargic and wouldn't eat. A visit to the vet the next morning showed an infection and high kidney levels, the latter caused by the former. She's been on antibiotics, other meds, and force feedings since then. Since then her kidney levels have been dropping back down towards normal and she eats a little between force feedings (plus she keeps it all down). The process is scarily familiar, but we think we caught it early enough for her to recover.

After my excessively emo last post, my friend aetius asked me where I'd seen the cat. And as I suspected he might, his family went and adopted it. Way to go, aetius. Some of us sit and lament, while others go out and do something.

It turns out that there was a history posted for the cat, named Columbo, that I didn't see. "My Tale - I was found as a stray with a punctured eye. I may not be able to see from my one eye but it does not slow me down a bit. I can play and snuggle with the best of them. I love other animals and love getting attention. My eye does not need extra care, just someone with an extra big heart that will think I am as handsome as everyone tells me I am." Aetius, you rock.

Wednesday I saw a cat at the pet store that had only one good eye and it just about broke my heart. Would anyone pay for a pet so disfigured, one that looked like it might in need of veterinary treatment (or at least inspection) right away? Was the pet store giving it the care it needed? It seemed lonely and resigned and not interested in the attention I tried to give it. I even gave thought to the idea of bringing it home myself, except I think that even worse than leaving the cat in a cage like that is bringing a one-eyed cat into a home with a big bully cat like Fidget.