The past couple of days I've had a poorly little kitty. Gatsby hadn't been himself since some days before. We took him to the Vets once we noticed he hadn't been going to the toilet and was meowing and hissing in pain. He spent the night at the vets who put him on a drip and a catheter. He came home the next evening with a little camp bandage and a cone, which is now all gone and he is enjoying have copious attention and neck rubs.