I’ve gotten so many e-mails about Theo and his recent disappearance I’ve decided to finish the story. After Theo showed up in the house looking so bad, Suzy called the vet and made an emergency appointment for that afternoon. So we went to lunch at a nearby place to try to calm down. When we returned home we found sweet Barb, a fellow musician, looking around for Theo in the neighborhood. It was pouring down rain, this is Seattle after all, so we asked her in for some hot cocoa and to talk. She had lost her cat and knew how much pain we were in. We were flabbergasted at her actions; what a nice friend.

The vet determined that Theo was severely dehydrated and gave him one of those shots that deposits a lump of water under the skin. She also gave him an anti-barfing med. The intestinal xrays were sent to a specialist for a reading but the doc said they looked fine. By the next day, Theo was starting to eat again. And now he is playing again and looks much nicer, having had the energy to lick his fur clean and shiny.

We want to thank everyone for their concern and best wishes. I didn’t expect this to hit us so hard emotionally, but I should have known. It’s one thing when a cat is approaching 20-years old and dies. But with Theo so young, well it did take it’s toll.