More puking

Last night Jezebel vomited at around 11:30pm, just before her last feeding of the day. This time her stomach wasn't empty--it looked like she puked up the entire contents of her stomach. Very frustrating to watch her and not be able to help.

I'm not terribly surprised it happened--she'd been looking pretty green all evening. Immediately after puking she looked better than she had all day. I decided to wait 20 minutes then give her her 11:30 feeding anyway, hoping the vomiting had settled her stomach. She was really cooperative and I managed to give her the entire feeding. As soon as the feeding was done, she cranked up the bionic purr. Normally I love hearing my cat purr, but I know well enough that cats purr when dealing with any kind of overflow of emotion--happiness, fear, pain, etc. Cruel irony! I wish I could just ask her how she's feeling.

This morning she seems in a fairly good mood. I'm just waiting for her syringes to warm up so I can give her her 6am feeding. I can tell she's hungry--she walked into the kitchen, where Michael is, and rubbed up against him. She's stretching and making little Jezebel "I'm hungry" meows (I never realized how much I'd appreciate these little pieces of normality). She briefly sat in front of the food bowls, but didn't eat anything. She has a funny way of reacting to food--everytime I bring a bit of food close to her nose, she sniffs it, turns away, then licks her chops.

Poor thing. She's still in the kitchen with Michael, giving him her little "I'm hungry" meows. The syringes should be ready by now. I hope we don't get a repeat of Tuesday morning.