It's not good ...

[blamebrampton]

Just back from emergency cat hospital. Min was gasping for breath when she came in this evening so we whisked her over to our vet and they popped her on oxygen and then sent us over to the specialist vet on the other side of the Bridge.

Our local vet was all: they can give her better treatment and help her to get some more air in, and she might need to stay there overnight.
Emergency vet was rather: prepare yourself for the worst, she may well not make it.

We are now back home, very sombre, and just hoping that emergency vet is one of those "I'll give you the worst-case scenario because then I'll look really good when it doesn't happen" people.

I am very worried. I know she's just a cat, but she's our Min cat and she's a part of the household. Not to mention her many fans around the neighbourhood -- she's the most famously bad tempered cat in the Inner West and people take it as a mark of achievement if they can convince her to let them pat her.

On the less important to me side, this meant the 6am USEST Springsmut posting was late (I was roped into that this afternoon when I foolishly answered an IM from nqdonne. I should know only to chat with her in her mornings when it is always amusing goss time.) If you know anyone who was deeply disturbed by that, just reassure them that it was an actual emergency.

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[meri-oddities.livejournal.com]

She isn't just a cat. No cat is just a cat, they are a family member just like a dog or any pet is. I know my cat thinks he owns the family. But he's definitely a part of it!

Oh, and I forgot to add that I hope Min is okay soon.

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

You're quite right about the pecking order! We rescued another cat once and Min insisted he leave, to the point of attacking the duvet where he had been sitting earlier in the day before we locked him back in his sequestered room.

We found him a new home in a house and with a family that I refer to as kitty paradise, Min watched us leave with him in a box, and come home with neither the cat nor the box. She was SO loving that afternoon and for the next week. We decided that she thought we'd bopped him on the head on her behalf.

Thanks for the good wishes. I'll call the night vet in a few hours and see if she is still breathing.