Please can you keep my baby Rosso in your thoughts. On Thursday he was sleeping peacefully with his brother when he suddenly started coughing. I picked him up and took him to the kitchen, where there is a tiled floor and no carpet because I thought he was going to be sick. Well, he wasn't, he just carried on coughing and though the violent coughing eased he kept on sort of "huffing" and swallowing hard. After about an hour of this it didn't go away, so I called the vet and took him in.
She couldn't see anything, said he might have swallowed/chewed something that had irritated his throat, gave him an anti-inflammatory shot and antibiotic and I brought him home. She wanted him to go back the next day, in the hope and expectation that he'd be better. He wasn't, so she decided to keep him in, give him a GA, so that she could have a proper look. She couldn't find anything at all, except that his throat was very sore, so he got more anti-inflammatories, he fed a bit, so I was allowed to take him home last night.
This morning I crushed the tablet in the specially mushy food she had given him and he ate quite well. He had a bit more at lunchtime, but throughout the day has gradually got more lethargic and when the time came for his next pill, he wouldn't eat anything. Obviously I couldn't shove it down his throat, when his throat's the problem. I've not seen him drink all day either, though I've tried to get him to lick water from my fingers.
Anyway it got to half past midnight and I knew there was no way I could sleep without someone doing a check on Rosso. (Sorry vet ...) His third eyelid is partially closed, he's sitting in a hunched position, most of the time his mouth is open and his little tongue sticking out. He doesn't seem to be having difficulty breathing, thank God, but he is making a funny squeaking/whimpering sound. We phoned the vet's emergency number and she has kindly agreed to go to the surgery, so my husband's taken him now. (I've got to stay, because we have children in bed).
I know it's unlikely to be anything terribly serious, or they wouldn't have let him come home yesterday, but I am so very worried. I lost my Sophie only in September when the vet kept her in with what she thought was just a tummy bug, but turned out to be acute pancreatitis and they phoned me to tell me that she died. Please God don't let me lose little Rosso, he's only 9 months old.
She couldn't see anything, said he might have swallowed/chewed something that had irritated his throat, gave him an anti-inflammatory shot and antibiotic and I brought him home. She wanted him to go back the next day, in the hope and expectation that he'd be better. He wasn't, so she decided to keep him in, give him a GA, so that she could have a proper look. She couldn't find anything at all, except that his throat was very sore, so he got more anti-inflammatories, he fed a bit, so I was allowed to take him home last night.
This morning I crushed the tablet in the specially mushy food she had given him and he ate quite well. He had a bit more at lunchtime, but throughout the day has gradually got more lethargic and when the time came for his next pill, he wouldn't eat anything. Obviously I couldn't shove it down his throat, when his throat's the problem. I've not seen him drink all day either, though I've tried to get him to lick water from my fingers.
Anyway it got to half past midnight and I knew there was no way I could sleep without someone doing a check on Rosso. (Sorry vet ...) His third eyelid is partially closed, he's sitting in a hunched position, most of the time his mouth is open and his little tongue sticking out. He doesn't seem to be having difficulty breathing, thank God, but he is making a funny squeaking/whimpering sound. We phoned the vet's emergency number and she has kindly agreed to go to the surgery, so my husband's taken him now. (I've got to stay, because we have children in bed).
I know it's unlikely to be anything terribly serious, or they wouldn't have let him come home yesterday, but I am so very worried. I lost my Sophie only in September when the vet kept her in with what she thought was just a tummy bug, but turned out to be acute pancreatitis and they phoned me to tell me that she died. Please God don't let me lose little Rosso, he's only 9 months old.