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Originally Posted by cromag
Shadow, a shepherd mix, used to throw up pretty frequently. I'd say almost on a monthly basis. The vet ruled out anything serious and said it was just a sensitive stomach.
He had very short "notice" that he was going to throw up -- maybe 10 to 15 seconds of heaving. He'd make a quick, frantic search for me and, if he found me in time he'd get out to the yard. But sometimes I'd find a thick puddle by the door.
I hope Norton was just off his feed and bounces back.
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My much-beloved male MC (Maine Coon), Zep (Zeppelin--size, not music) is an epic urper. I mean, I've NEVER seen hairballs like these puppies. They are the size of Great Dane turds. Okay--that's a bit hyperbolic, but not by much.
What I object to, more than the ubiquitous clean-up, is that he's
such a baby about it. When his tummy is upset--and god forbid it's night, and I'm asleep--he has to come get me up and tell me about it. He licks me, sits on me, head-butts me..."Mom, mom mom, I don't feel good. You better get up!" And given his size--nearly 20lbs of MC muscle--you simply can't ignore him. Lock him out? Oh, sure...then he caterwauls and carries on and grabs the damn bedroom door from beneath and slams it against the frame in some Dustin-Hoffman-in-The-Graduate riff.
When he urps, there's no rest for the wicked--he persists until I get up, and he's assured that it's been cleaned up.
I had a Great Dane, a harlequin, decades ago. 225 lbs. He once had the runs--the tail end, not the nose end--and that mess ended up
all OVER the bed. Holy crap!
Literally. What a gigantic mess that was. Those of you with dogs barfing or worse
have my sympathies. 20lb monster cats are bad enough.
Hitch