((((((Lilith)))))) ((((((Alassë )))))) ((((((imaginewithme))))))

OMG!!!!!!! TY for the kind, insightful and supportive words!

If you know anything about me you'll know I COULDN'T go to bed! I turned off the TV and sat quietly and listened while Rocky scratched at the door. Periodically there was silence. That happened three times and I got to thinking...maybe he's "pushing" to go potty. I sat some more and waited. More scratching and a few bellows that tore my heart out! Mind you...I could hear him going up and down the stairs all the while.

Oh...BTW...I forgot to mention that I have solid wood doors in this old house, but I made Mr. Lixy cut a hole in the cellar door so I could put a pet (swinging) door in it and we could keep the big door closed and Rocky could still get to his litter box. That pet door has a solid insert to prevent entering or exiting when I want. I had the insert in and Rocky was trying to push it out!

Well...I couldn't take his cries anymore! He's my one and only "baby" and a mother can take only so much. I let him out and checked him out thoroughly...as only a mother can (ya know?). I then went down the stairs to see if he left me a present in the litter box. He missed the box by inches...but he passed a blockage that even a human would have had trouble with! I don't want to get too graphic...but he must be sighing a sigh that can be heard around the world!

To make a long story longer...Rocky is the only cat with 18, instead of 9, lives!!!!!

I promise ladies (above)...I will not make him suffer because of any selfish act on my part. But, if he is feeling better when I wake up I'll reconsider calling the vets just yet.

WOW! So sorry to get you all worked up. I'm so glad I have Pixies to come to and get it all out! TY for understanding!

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