Last Friday we took Proton to the vet because, wonder of wonders, he's peeing on everything. Again. So we go (Gaz of course had the best time talking to all the people and animals), get pills, come home and he doesn't want to come out of his carrier. Fair enough. So I leave the door open and eventually he decided he was hungry and finally left his wee cage.
The carrier, though, is not a typical cat carrier. It's small dog size, both because Proton is a large cat (13 pounds of sinewy jungle cat, dontchaknow) and because he freaks out somewhat less if he's got pacing room. This also means that the carrier is big enough to entice curious toddlers.
She first demanded that Proton vacate the carrier so she could get in, and when he didn't leave she tired to squeeze in alongside him. That obviously didn't work and she soon gave up, but in that space of time between when Proton went for a snack and I noticed that he was out and about, Gaz managed to get in the carrier. She went in butt first and got everything but her legs inside. But then she wanted to move around and when she couldn't go forward or backward or in or out, she started crying hysterically. I tried to help her wiggle out, but I couldn't get her to keep both arms on the outside. All I could think of was to take the top off the carrier. So while I frantically attacked the screws, Gaz finally figured out how to get her legs inside, after which it was much easier to crawl out. And crawl back in. All that mama adrenaline for nothing!
The other weird little thing: she's eating Cheerios with a fork. And it's working!
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We're going through that with Otis, still. Let me know if you find a solution to the peeing.
It turns out that he's got crystals and an infection. We're done with the antibiotics now, but we've got to give him this powder supplement called "berry balance" mixed in with his food. Except that we can't afford the prescription wet food (he's on special food for his inflamatory bowel disease). So we're going to put him on a meat-only (well, as meat-only as one can get and still get all the appropriate nutrients) wet food diet and see if that keeps his guts happy. I'm thinking that maybe all the grains in his dry food may be upsetting his insides.
The only overall solutions I can think of are to a) lock the cat in a room with nothing to pee on ever and b) find him a home with no kids. I'm sure part of Proton's problem is the fact that he is getting less attention than he wants/needs. Unfortunately, because Proton pees everywhere, is loud, and breaks treasured coffee mugs, we can't pay anyone we know to take him. So for now we're just doing a lot of laundry. (Soaking peed on stuff in Borateem really gets the stink out). :\
Oh, we did the crystals thing. That was fun! At least Proton was ABLE to pee.
If it happens again (the crystals), it's likely to keep on happening. In that case, you might want to talk to your vet about the surgery option. It's not an operation that guys like to hear about. But it works - he'll never have that issue again, and he'll be his old self very quickly. And it's not too expensive, as such things go.
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