Sorry Lily!

Late Friday night we discovered that Lily had a severe amount of blood in her urine. (So that's why she's been urinating everywhere). First thing Saturday morning Clare called the vets and they gave us an appointment within a couple of hours. Guess if we felt bad for telling her off for urinating in the wrong places. We now realised she was quite ill, and she had tried to "tell" us that! Terribly sorry for being so stupid Lily!
The trip to the veterinary clinic went better than expected, not too much protesting from the little lady cat. The vet gave her an examination and took an urine sample (yes, he made her wee) and found out she had cystitis (inflammation of the urinary bladder and surroundings). Apparently this is stress related, so he asked what might have caused it. Where should we start? New house; a lot of commotion when we had the central heating system changed; constantly moving, unpacking and sorting things here; new garden; a peacock that stares at her through the windows; neighbouring cats doing the same or even come to "meet and greet" her when she's been outside. Maybe not the best environment for a scared little nervous cat. So in consultation with the veterinary doctor we have now decided Lily should become a house cat and not go out at all (at least not until much later. We'll see how things are next summer).

So is she well now then? Yes! The doctor gave her two injections. One with antibiotics that should specifically target the cystitis and another one to ease the stress, irritation and pain until the antibiotics had done it's job. We took the cat home and she was like new again as soon as we came home! Tired of course, from all the stress of not being well, but she looked well relaxed.

For a cat who do not appreciate being handled or transported, she did really well during this whole adventure, and when we came back home again it was like it never happened. No sulking, no hiding, just a lot of fuss and purring. Modern medicine is amazing!