My husband had to take little Hestia here to the vet this morning. How did I know she was ill? She hasn't played fetch with me for two days.
This cat lives to play fetch.
She can retrieve a toy 15 times before she falls over and takes a nap from exhaustion and happiness.
She's also been my loyal nurse during my recuperation. See her here keeping my computer warm on my bed table? Whenever I leave my computer unattended like this, this is what I find. When I lift her off, I inevitably find that she has somehow opened a dozen windows and started several scripts. How does she do it? Must be some combination of keystrokes as she walks around.
She sleeps cuddled at my side and if she does creep onto my stomach, she lets me roll her off and onto her back, where she happily nestles and purrs. Very therapeutic stuff.
The vet found her to have low platelets, and she was dehydrated. She's home now, with some medicine (have you ever given a pill to a cat? Fun times.) and some baby food (beef and gravy!)
We're keeping her quiet and will check back with the vet tomorrow. Maybe she'd like my computer now to keep warm.