Cat-astrophe

Unfortunately, our plans to panel the camper before Memorial Day weekend have been derailed, thanks to Ender.

Ender Conner is Kyro's Bengal. Ender is one of the best cats ever, but he has one tiny little bad habit that finally caught up with him. He loves chewing on rubber. If you ever look at Kyro's bike, Ender is the reason the handles are covered in duct tape, not a rubbery grip. He will steal your toothbrush if it isn't solid plastic, and he noms on items "normal" cats would ignore.

Last week, he stopped eating & drinking for several days. We took him to the cat hospital to find out what was wrong, worried that it could be too late. Initial diagnosis was a urinary tract issue of some kind. After running a contrast test to determine if there was blockage, they couldn't find anything unusual. After exploratory surgery, they couldn't find anything unusual. Finally, he had a bowel movement, in which they found—you guessed it!—a tiny piece of what used to be rubber.

By Monday, Ender was almost back to normal, if a bit annoyed by his fashionable new Elizabethan collar, but our caravan fund was not. Truth be told, I'd rather have Ender alive and healthy than a geek caravan without a cat, but it is a little disheartening to start saving for the camper all over again. (Mom & Dad, if you're reading this, we still have the PayPal fund set up to help us out!)