This is the face of a constipated cat. (hard to tell it from her normal face so you'll have to take my word for it). Lily's camp visit was ruined by constipation. I have no prior experience with constipated cats although I did once save the life of a young rabbit by giving it an enema when a stupid neighbor kid had fed it dry dog food. (Just for the record, dry dog food will kill your rabbit because it swells in their little bellies, so don't do it).
This is one of the things you can use for your plugged up cat after she's had her emergency ride to the vet; an enema; fluids for dehydration; x-rays; a kitty spa day which is really just a day at the vets office and a few glasses of water. Ok, even Lily won't drink from a glass...she insists I put it in a shot glass for her. (and she carries her own little umbrella's because she thinks it looks cool.)
This is the enormous bill you pay after the vet has unplugged your cat; called you with tons of common sense information and suggestions; listed every thing they've done for your cat and told you they are open until 8pm and you can pick her up on the way home from work. An extra hour is probably spent laughing after the phone call has ended....but that part at least is free.
Lily lodged a formal complaint against the camp; it's counselors; my dogs (for being stupid) and the American Catnip Association for not being in her corner in her time of need. We settled out of court.
Lily will not be coming back to Camp Henderson next year.
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