Evening all.
Bit of a traumatic weekend. On Saturday, at around 12.30, we went out to meet friends.
Digby was, fine, had eaten his breakfast, enjoyed a good ponce about in the sitting room, "helping" 
to sort the decorations as I took them down.
When we returned at 3.30, he was collapsed on the doorstep. Dash to the emergency vet, with me thinking a couple of times on the journey that he had died 
He was put on a drip, kept warm etc, vet thought it was either poison or a pulmonary embolism.
He had scans, fluid drained from his lungs, blood tests, more scans. They wanted to refer him to the vet school at Bristol, because they still couldn't be sure what was wrong.
Anyway, he has now been diagnosed with a severe heart condition, will have to have various pills every day (Please do NOT post the "how to give a cat a pill thing) and the vet has advised that even with this, his life expectancy is months, not years.
Bless his cotton paws, he's only 7 years old. We have had him since he was 2, a Cat's Protection boy, as is Oliver Sprout.
Mr P is so upset, as indeed am I.
Long term members may have read some of my posts about him, he is quite definitely NOT the brightest cat on the planet, but much loved.
Digby still less than tickety boo, but his breathing is better. (In addition to various tablets, we have to count his breaths per minute twice a day).
As suspected, when I got up, found a note on the kitchen table from Mr P "Had a go, but he kept spitting them out" 
He WILL have to get the hang of i!
The note went on to say "Perhaps try with the smoked salmon in the fridge?" 
Well, if that is such a good idea, why didn't you try it?
Unfortunately/fortunately Digby isn't that struck, in fact it's had to find anything that he will regularly take as a treat".
When I come down at 7.20, the chaps expect their brekkers! Can't feed Oliver Sprout on his own, so he ends up going off in a huff to investigate what might be on the menu in the great outdoors.
Anyway, I managed to get the tablets down, 1 heart, half a diuretic, both this morning and when I came in from work. Tomorrow we have the same, plus a quarter of an aspirin.
Poor Digby, his appetite isn't what it was (but I suppose it's early days) and the vet said we must watch out for weight loss.
When we collected him last night, we couldn't access the bill as it was after 6pm and their "system" apparently has an automatic lock down.
I phoned this morning to start paying it, have a guess how much?
Very sorry to hear this. Poor Digby. Poor you phoenix
Sorry about your wee cat Phoenix.
I'm so sorry to hear your sad news Phoenix. Do you know how long it should take for the pills to kick in and see an improvement? 
Aw - sorry to hear this Phoenix.
So sorry to hear this Phoenix. Our pets bring us such happiness but it’s heartbreaking when something like this happens to such a young cat. Enjoy every minute with him.
Poor Digby.
Fwiw, our previous rescue kitten came to us with massive congenital heart problems. We still took her on, despite knowing that we might only have her for six months or a year.
She was symptom-free for quite a while but eventually needed medication. We managed that pretty well and in the end we had her for five and a half happy years - much longer than originally predicted. She was a darling little cat, so feisty and fun!
I hope Digby's meds help him live a long and happy life.
I'm so sorry to read this phoenix, what a horrible turn of events for you all. Seven is no age for a cat. Cram as many happy memories in as you can in his remaining time with you
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