Shortly before leaving for Blog Paws I realized something. Morph was having a hard time getting around, didn’t quite seem to know where he was at times (he’d almost gone out the back door by accident), and wasn’t interacting as much. The wide eyes in full bright light up in the picture might give you an idea of what happened. Morph had gone blind, at least mostly.
It seemed like a sudden onset as I only noticed him bumbling around the house a few days before, but his sight may well have been deteriorating for some time. He’s had episodes of piteous, soul shattering yowling at night for months. I’ve not been sure what to make of this, other than being damned annoyed by it. Now a plausible explanation seems that he was disoriented in the dark and didn’t know where he was. Knowing this has only made the yowling a tad less annoying. During the day he had enough light to get around. Now even full daylight isn’t enough.
There had been concern about his blood pressure before, eventually finding normal results, but now the vet’s working theory is there have been spikes in blood pressure that have done damage to the insanely fine and delicate blood vessels in his eyes. She put him on a blood pressure medication in hopes that will take some pressure off the delicate vessels and give them a chance to heal, maybe giving him some of his sight back. It’s a human medication in a tiny pill and he needs to take it at cat doses, so I have to force a quarter of a tiny pill down the throat of a handicapped cat every morning.
He may not see well, but he can still look resentful.
Recovery is no sure thing though, but over the last couple of weeks he’s been on the medication his eyes seem to have gotten much more responsive to bright light. He’s not seeing perfectly, he’s mistaken Hershey on the couch for me on a couple of occasions and neither of us are having fun getting the tiny pills down his throat each day, but he’s doing OK. Cats are built for operating in the dark, and now that it’s not as dark for him as it had been he seems more like his old self.
This post is part of series I’m doing for Pet Loss Prevention Month.
It was completely my fault.
Appropriately the month with The Worst Holiday for Pets (at least in the U.S.) is also Pet Loss Prevention Month. Yes, many animals do go missing during the fireworks of July 4th but (‘duh’ alert) pets can go missing any time during the year for many reasons (duh.)
There are a number of things people can do to help their pets get back home safely if they do get lost. I’m sure any reader of pet blogs knows the basics but just as a formality (and to have some bullet points) I’ll reiterate them. Continue reading “Pet Loss Prevention Month”