Might be time to demand a straight answer and make plans
for Quincy to see another vet if you don't get one. Ask for
specifics on his condition. I think they have had him for too
long. Either they fixed it or didn't and need to try something
else. It is cruel to make him stay away from home like this.

Uh huh. That is not a good enough answer.

I don't know how well you know this vet, but I would be taking Quincy to
another vet right away.

There is a vet in this area that keeps animals hospitalized forever,
running up big bills, and not with great results. He's a very bad vet
and makes his money by long hospitalizations since he doesn't have many
return customers. Maybe your vet is not that bad, but sometimes it pays
to be a little suspicious.

What is your vet doing that they need to keep him? Is it medication you
can give at home? I'd be tempted to bring him home right away and get
another vet's opinion tomorrow. Maybe go to a cat group or animal
organization that can recommend a vet.

Good luck with Quincy, please let us know what happens.

Rhonda

A propensity for excellent taste?!

Well, this may be because we know the cats do not mind morning breath
or care when we look disheveled! The key is, the right man doesn't either.
The one that makes you feel most comfortable being exactly who you are
is the prize as far as I am concerned. Just me, but that is what makes, as
Monique put it, my "loins leap." (Honestly, Mo, what the hell does that
mean? lol!!) And, of course, I don't trust anyone who does not like cats
and could never live with any man who does not LOVE cats. Happily,
my husband does. And they adore him--it seems to me like he gets
points just for smelling like a boy to these little females, the way they
rub all over him and do elevator butt and  make Zsa Zsa faces at him.

Bet you don't have to . But stay on top of the vet. You are paying for
answers and timely, effectie treatment.

you shouldn not have to lose Quincy over this. I'm a little surprised at him
having to stay so long and having trouble urinating still. I guess if it
were me, I'd want a straight answer and if he is still having real trouble,
go for the PU. Seems like there should be some idea by now of if he can
recover with a food change or needs the op.

Actually a lot of the women I have met have dogs which causes me to stay
away from them as I am not a big fan of them. I'd rather date a woman that
has a cat and loves them just as much as I do. It makes things easier
because if she treats her cat well and loves them then I know the
relationship will be a good one.

Margaret <email@withheld.com> wrote in news:2vkrw60sge7h.1559ugj0i1zbj
$.dlg@40tude.net:

It's very common in males. Nickleby had it, but it was well-controlled by
using the special diet (Hill's C/D).

--Catherine
& Rosalie the calico

I can't stand it. I just worry the whole time.

A couple years ago, I had to take my dog in every two weeks for mange
treatment. She cound't do the pills, so she had to have it applied to
her face, right around her eye. I had to drop her off in the morning
and wait til early evening to pick her up. It bothered me so much that
I requested those days off from work so that I could be there as soon
as possible. I would even call to see if she was ready early. On the
days I had to work, I would call home until they told me she was home
and happy.

When I took my elderly cat in for an abcess, I had to leave him all
day. They had to clean it out, give him some meds, and do some
bloodwork on him. He was 16, and they wanted to do a full check on
him. And it was a horribly busy day. Lots of emergencies. He wasn't
ready to leave until half an hour after they closed. They said he was
wonderful. They didn't have to give any sedatives since he was so well
behaved and cooperative, and he came home feeling a lot better than he
went in. But I was miserable all day.

I actually give my cats bottled water every day. Of course that hasn't
stopped one of them from drinking the water from the bathtub after I take a
shower which I find disgusting. The cats have plenty of clear clean water
and it is amazing how they'll want tap as well.

Sounds more like a dangerous car to have, to me =P

Of course, a commercial driver backed his snowboard rack into the hatchback of
my 4-day-old WRX last year.  Yes, four days.  It's lots of fun driving a car
with a crunched back end and temp tags =/

That's Ms. C, or Missy.  We adopted her sometime last year.  For the
most part, she's a great cat.  She was really sweet when Quincy became
sick.  She would check on him and give him baths.  However, after
Quincy was put in the hospital, she received all the attention.  Now
that he's back, she hisses at him and sometimes swats at him.  This
makes me mad, but I know where she's coming from.  Hopefully, she will
be back to her sweet self soon.  She's about 7 or 8 and likes to roll
on her back like a horse and run around the house like her tail is on
fire.  She also likes to sleep with me and so does Quincy.  Some
nights, things get pretty crowded.  She also goes around meowing like
we are suppose to know what she's saying.  We check her water, her
litter box, and her food situation, but cannot find what she's meowing
about.  She's a little skittish as well.  If you are not sitting still
somewhere, waiting for her to come to you, it's nearly impossible to
pet her, even when she's meowing.  She doesn't usually like to be
picked up, but I was able to pick her up several times last week
without being mortally wounded.

He sits around like that all the time.  Four or five years ago, we had
a Lazy Boy recliner.  He would sit in that recliner, just like the
picture, for hours usually sleeping.  The other kitty is Ms. C or
Missy.  Check my reply to Priscilla for more info on her.

Quincy really is an attractive cat, but he's really BIG.  I know you
can't tell from a picture, but even the vet made a comment about his
size.  The pathetic thing is, he has a really short tail.  It's not
short like a bobcat, but it's about half the size it should be.  This
makes him a bit clumsy :o)

He's such a character.  We adopted him from one of those rescue
organizations that camp out at PetSmart on the weekends.  My hubby
said, let's go get a cat.  We went to PetSmart late that Saturday and
when walking past Quincy's cage, he stuck out his paw and swatted me on
the head.  I love cats with personality and he was so cute!  We were at
PetSmart the first thing Sunday morning and waited for Homeward Bound
to get their.  There were other people looking at him too.  I stayed
right in front of his cage and removed his bio info until the adoption
people arrived.  He's been such a wonderful addition.  He does not like
it when my 4-year old daughter gets too close.  He was the only child
for about 2 years and he is still jealous.  However, if Ashton is hurt,
or crying in her room because we made her go to bed, he either sniffs
her or sits outside her bedroom door like he's worried.

Thank you for the tip.  Part of the meds I've been giving him modifies
his Ph levels.  Maybe I should get a picture of the vet and put it by
his litter box :o)