I was able to do two things yesterday on behalf of Google. One was to talk to one of the best feline vets in the country and two I was able to get ahold of my feline specialist.

The consensus is that Google might have a severe case of colitis. complicated by giardia and or tritrichomonas. This would account for the thickening walls of the colon, the stench of the poop and the inflammation of the rectum. I was instructed to give a one-tenth of a cc of imodium to her- switch her diet to either lamb or chicken. Feed her small frequent meals- withdraw the dry food until I can buy some Purina OM Feline Formula and encourage her to drink more. But, I am not to relax as there is a slim possibility this little one could have FIP (because of the constant fever). I was told of a new product out there for vets that combines prebiotics, probiotics and enzymes although neither could remember the name of this product, only that it started with an “S”

One vet advised that if the poop continues to show up constantly that in her experience, the surgery would only give Google a short respite and then it would flare up again.

So today, my panic factor is lower. *G* I am breathing easier and I am cautiously optimistic. This morning- Google has no poop looping out of her rectum. She is oily as hell because of all the petroleum products gobbed all over her, but she is loving, and forgiving and eating her chicken and organic yogurt (though I had to mix the latter with Karo syrup). I did not withhold food on Google, though I did sleep through the night and not get up to check on her. Between her illness and Napoleon being adopted out- the last few days have been hard for me. I will miss my lap kitty very much, but he is living with a gentle, mellow older gentleman who must have been a hippie in his former life! I almost said the word “groovy” several times during our conversation about how to work with Napoleon and his trust issues. LOL Preston is a wonderful soul and it is a perfect match- now Napoleon has to figure that out on his own.

I stepped away from helping the black cat with the injury and I feel badly- but my hands and attention are focused on Google right now. If they can catch this blackness, I will take him but I can’t invest the time to go and try and trap him myself. One battle at a time is my motto-

Brought her downstairs at 7:00 this morning and put her in our large cage in the living room- 15 minutes later she thanked me by pooping IN the litterbox! YAY!!!