Last night was a little rough.

Last night was a little rough.

Scar, my kitty cat, has been having some tummy trouble for a while. He has IBD and the manufacturer of the food he was doing really well on shut down. I switched him to the most similar diet I could find, but he's been having diarrhea and vomiting.

Last night was the perfect storm, I guess. He usually sleeps on my pillow. I woke up to the techno beats that indicate a vomit was on the way, so I sat up and grabbed a hand full of tissue to catch it. (I hate moving them when they're in distress like that. I always worry I'll move them at the wrong time and they'll choke or something.)

Anyway, I managed to catch most of his vomit, but when he heaved, he also squirted diarrhea onto me and the bed. So at 1:30 this morning I was cleaning the cat and changing the sheets.

I've taken his dry food up since that seems to be what he vomits up. I'm going to give him a few days on wet food only, and if that doesn't help, we're heading to the vet. I'm also considering trying to cook for him. It's ridiculous because I can barely feed myself, but it's so much easier to care for others than it is to care for me.