Woody, Tiggy, Nick and I saw Dr. Schaubhut this morning. I love him. He thinks Woody's fit was a sign of hypoglycemia. Not eating (I had to withhold breakfast in prep for the vet) and being stressed about travel were probably enough to send the boy's sugar levels reeling. If it ever happens again, I should feed the boy some sugar A.S.A.P.-- or just make him wear a candy hat like I found on this fantastic blog
WTF Knits.
Dr. Schaubhut thinks the cats are maximally stressed out. He suggests a thorough house-cleaning of a spiritual kind--
lavender, sprayed
Rescue Remedy,
Feliway diffusing,
sage smudging, and some
holy water sprinking. I'm on it. He also suggested I get a kitten. I'm on it.
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