Sydney spent all day yesterday at the vet's office. Some laxatives and three enemas later and... still no poop.

I did, however, get a script for an appetite stimulant for him.

Last night when he got home we had two small and hard poops. One was about the size of a d20, the other was about the size of a small egg. They were rock hard.

He still won't eat, so today on the phone the vet said that since the bloodwork shows that his kidneys are holding steady (though he is now anemic and low on potassium), we're to give him whatever cat food he'll eat. That means Fancy Feast. It's the junk food of cat food, it's not any good for his kidneys, but it is kitty crack and he will try and eat it.

So far, he's eaten one plate, but hasn't touched the second plate we've left out for him.

I'll be talking to the vet again tomorrow and hoping he poops before then.

Last night was rough, he was leaking from the three enemas, so he wasn't allowed in the bedroom. His pawing at the door broke my heart, and so I headed to sleep on the couch. I was unable to sleep on the couch, but I did cuddle him for many hours.

Finally, around 7am, he wanted to go onto a window sill for the sunshine and I flopped into bed.