We're going back to the vet tomorrow morning. I am convinced it's something in his mouth. Paws crossed. Purrs and prayers much appreciated.

Since I last posted, we had a miserable night [last night]. John thought Skootch was not long for this world. He wouldn't even lick gravy off my finger - turned his head away and shuddered. Then I noticed he was drooling and shaking. He went under the dining room table and was drooling. I thought about spending the night with him under the table, then decided to go up to bed. I cried myself to sleep.
This morning I went looking for him, expecting a dead cat. Couldn't find him anywhere downstairs, found him under a dresser in our bedroom, still alive. He spent most of the day on our upstairs futon. I tried smearing a little gravy on his mouth, and he would drool and and whimper. Tonight a friend came over and helped me hydrate him (my first time doing THAT!). We'll see. I'm canceling all my plans for the next couple of days. So glad I work at home.

Since our blissful, quiet Saturday afternoon Skootch has had distressing health problems. Saturday morning was the last meal he has eaten. He has been vomiting and in distress. I have taken him to the vet twice in the past 24 hours. He's had x-rays, blood work, anti-yakking meds (twice!), ultra sound and fluids. They can't find ANYTHING. I have racked up a huge vet bill. I would feel better about the bill if they had found something, anything that was wrong. At this point I feel emotionally spent and depressed. I am also distracted, trying to get work done, but not able to concentrate. I keep thinking I hear him throwing up again. Wah. I'll keep you posted.

I made a VET appointment for Skootch tomorrow morning. He has been hiding in the bedroom closet since yesterday morning, not eating and avoiding me. I'm worried about his bloody mat, that maybe it has become infected. John and I treated it on again on Sunday with a little bit of peroxide, so it should be better. I'm a worried mom. Now I'm worried that the VET might want to remove it and stitch Skootch and he'll have to wear a collar and take medicine and he will go into a decline the way he ALWAYS does when he goes to the VET. Can't win. I'll keep you posted.

Mom will be away for a week in Vermont, so we won't be blogging until she gets back. We will be following other blogs and we'll have a LOT to say in September!! Don't go away!