This morning at 6:15, my husband was upstairs getting ready for work and I was in the kitchen unloading the dishwasher. All of the sudden I heard the words I dread, “Guinness just got sick.” I went running upstairs to see the cat on the floor, my husband washing his hands, the bath mat in the tub, and a duvet covered with illness. I won’t go into details, but he was very, very sick.
I stripped the bed, washed everything out in the tub, used the remaining Oxi-Clean, hauled everything downstairs, and have been doing laundry all. day. long. Have I mentioned how much fun it is to stuff a queen size, down comforter in a European size, washing machine? My dear boy rested all morning and seems to be feeling better.
I’m clueless as to what brings this on. This is the third time that he has been sick on the bed, always the day of or day after I’ve washed the bedding. The entire house has wood and tile floors, but Guinness prefers to get sick on our bed. I love him dearly, and wish I knew what was making him sick. His blood work is fine, his sterile, urine test showed nothing unusual. Guinness and Bella are indoor only cats, so he can’t be eating anything strange outside. We take our shoes off at the door as to not drag anything into the house. I clean the floors with vinegar and water so the cats aren’t exposed to harsh chemicals. I just don’t understand. What could have made my baby boy sick?
feeling better this afternoon