It was a good Puff day today.
When I came home at lunch I wasn't able to get her to eat anything. Then as I was out the door on my way back to work, I thought about trying a bag of treats I'd bought. At first she'd have nothing to do with it, then she sort of smelled it, then scarfed one down. Then another, then another. I was able to get 5 moist treats in her. And I left her five more sitting by her water, and when I got home from work they were gone. PLUS in addition, from the time I left her this morning, to when I got home at lunch, she'd attempted to eat the Fancy Feast I left in her tank. I could tell because she pushes the food around when she eats, and it falls over the edge.
Hooray! Hooray for Puff!
This evening I was able to get her to eat four more moist treats, one of them containing her daily dosage of meds.
Perhaps, just perhaps (wishful thinking on my part I know) she's on her way back. I don't want to be too optimistic, and get my hopes up, but at least there were some positive things happening today.
The visiting vet arrives tomorrow to give her subcutaneous fluids, and a general once over, and I guess in a way, a sort-of second opionion in addition to my regular vet.
Yes indeedy, today was a definately a good day of progress for Puff.