Bolli off his food

My cat Bolli is well known for liking some nosh or a Nom Nom Nom with the best of us. Last night was the first time I've had him that he wasn't at the door the second he heard the key, saying "Feed Me, Feed Me Now". In fact he wasn't around at all. I shouted "Bolli" and heard a feeble mew from upstairs. He'd been sick and was lying at the top of the stairs doing a convincing impression of looking half dead.

After some frantic calls to the vet (typically it was after hours and the emergency vet number was constantly engaged) some internet searching, some hectic twittering and a long call to my friend, I calmed down a bit as was reassured by a few people. Thanks.

He wasn't doing this last night

Anyway, he's much better now, although still not entirely normal so I'm popping into the vet on the way into work to get a bit of advice and then will take him in for a proper check up.

Cats, who'd have em?

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