Sasha is staying overnight at the vet's again. He was doing so well. He was his normal self the last few days. His litterbox offerings could not have been better. This morning he had a crystal plug.
The vet said he has no infection or inflamation. His bladder has good tone (he was treated for a stretched out bladder two weeks ago). He just couldn't pass a crystal. The vet removed the crystal and cathetered him. He rinsed him out good. But Sasha has to stay the night with the catheter and a lamp shade around his neck. We discussed the diet and decided to give it more time. He said frustrated people might opt for a surgery (PU) that he has success with.
He congratulated me on my vigilance and says we can watch close and give the diet more time. He has been on a urinary health diet only three weeks. Oddly, when Sasha got a quickie urinalysis this past Saturday his ph level was reletively low; 6 compared to 6.7 when he got his first urinalysis back when his troubles began around Christmas.
In other news, when I took Sasha from under the bed to put him in the cat taxi, he howled, cried and clawed. Marlow, who was under the bed with him, yoweled and hissed at me for hurting Sasha. For a moment I thought he would attack me. As he was hissing he was coming toward me. I explained to Sasha after I got him into the taxi that he should ease up on Marlow. Marlow had his back. I swear they remind me of me and my brothers when we were kids.
The vet said he has no infection or inflamation. His bladder has good tone (he was treated for a stretched out bladder two weeks ago). He just couldn't pass a crystal. The vet removed the crystal and cathetered him. He rinsed him out good. But Sasha has to stay the night with the catheter and a lamp shade around his neck. We discussed the diet and decided to give it more time. He said frustrated people might opt for a surgery (PU) that he has success with.
He congratulated me on my vigilance and says we can watch close and give the diet more time. He has been on a urinary health diet only three weeks. Oddly, when Sasha got a quickie urinalysis this past Saturday his ph level was reletively low; 6 compared to 6.7 when he got his first urinalysis back when his troubles began around Christmas.
In other news, when I took Sasha from under the bed to put him in the cat taxi, he howled, cried and clawed. Marlow, who was under the bed with him, yoweled and hissed at me for hurting Sasha. For a moment I thought he would attack me. As he was hissing he was coming toward me. I explained to Sasha after I got him into the taxi that he should ease up on Marlow. Marlow had his back. I swear they remind me of me and my brothers when we were kids.