We'd sure appreciate your sending good wishes and thoughts for our dearest cat, Ziggy. When I came in from shoveling snow this morning I noticed something just not right with Zig. He wasn't himself at all.
He'd been feeling poorly with an ear infection, but this is something else. It appears he may have had a stroke. I've given him subcutaneous fluids as well as the low-dose aspirin our vet, Bill, recommended. But it's obvious he's not himself. He's seeking odd places to hide, then will become himself for a bit and sit with me, purring while I brush him.
We are in the midst of one hell-of-a-snowstorm right now. I can't get out, and neither can the vet. I17 is closed so if I could get out, I can't get to town. The forecast is for anywhere between three and seven feet of snow between today and Saturday. Not a great time for a kitty to be sick or in need of medical care.
I will try my best to keep him warm and comfortable. He'll get his meds and all the love we can give him. But that's about all we can do right now, besides pray that he either get well, or gently slip away while he's sleeping by the fire.
He's been a great friend for the past 16 years.