Panic Time

Oh my God. Juno is sick. She started puking this morning big time and so I called around to various animal hospitals but the ones in Trail are all closed. I called the SPCA and they couldn’t give me any medical advice, but they did give me the number of a Castlegar vet who was on call for the weekend.

I explained to the receptionist that Juno had be puked four times in six hours, had not eaten since last night, hadn’t had a drink that I’d witnessed, and was lying around sleeping in strange places. She wasn’t her usual cuddly, active, annoying self. The receptionist put me on hold and consulted with the vet, who said I should bring her in. I said I live in Rossland, have no car, and the three people I use for transportation in emergencies are all away or working and I had no way of getting to Castlegar. Was there anything I could do at home?

The vet was on another line but called me back within a few minutes. She said she really wanted to see Juno because there was little she could do over the phone. She gave me a run-down of all the possibilities that could be causing Juno’s illness – which were alarming! – and possible treatments – equally as alarming! She said that if she wasn’t better by about 7pm tonight to bring her in. Hopefully, my dad will be back by then.

But now Juno is more active, is wanting to be cuddled, meowing at the door to go outside, looking out the window. Though I found some puke about an hour ago, she seems improved, but still not eating.

I am not sure what to do…