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As if she wasn't sure what she was eating
Her favorite tuna in broth. She didn't even finish the broth.
This isn't good, no is it close to something that just started happening.
She's always been a Velcro kitty; the return to office work I had to start doing hit her hard, and I've had to work so many long hours over the past three weeks, I've lost weight myself.
But she was fine, or seemed fine up through last week when I could feed her bedtime supper and let her hang out on my lap for an hour or so before bed while I ate and relaxed.
Sunday and Monday night, she hid. Yesterday was the first day I had a good look at her and figured out something was going on. But she ate a full packet. Tonight she didn't.
I can't stay all day with with her, and am just holding on for the vet trip Friday. I feel like such a bad kitty momma.