Cozy is ill. 
He's 11-years-old. We got him as a very young kitten back in 1996. Matthew found him under his best friend's home and brought him home after my mother said he could adopt the kitten. Since Lucky died, Cozy's been Matthew's best furry friend.
I found Cozy last night in the bathroom lying down, sort of being a space cadet. He wasn't his regular self. He let me pick him up without fussing at me in one way or another. I had Nicki look over him. We had Daddy look over him. We woke Matthew to look at him. Matthew could tell off the bat Cozy wasn't well when he didn't respond to cat treats. Cozy, when healthy, is ready to tear your hand apart just to get to the treats. Cozy wouldn't eat the treats. Matthew stayed with him during the night, but around 4 AM, Cozy puked. My dad and I took him to the emergency vet. Cozy is there at the moment, on a catheter. He's got a blocked urethra and seemed to have one for a while. The vet told us that cats are good at hiding this sort of thing, so it makes sense we wouldn't have found out he was sick until I found him last night. In the morning, I have to transfer Cozy from the emergency vet to our regular vet. I just thank God it's just a blocked urethra and not something worse. I feared he had a stroke.
In other news, I watched the Georgia Bulldogs/Florida Gators game. As a Georgia Tech person, I felt dirty, but I watched it so I know what people are going to talk about at school tomorrow. I'm listening to advice one of my professors gave me earlier this year. I will admit it was an interesting game. Half way through the game, Joey called me to see if I would download Georgia's battle song onto my computer. He wants to tease a Florida fan over how the game went down. 
Posted by Shawn at October 28, 2007 7:47 PM in Flickr Photos, General.
