being sick makes you talk cat.

[spatch]

I woke up an hour ago. This does not bode well for any of my plans. I had plans, even. They have been bade farewell for the most part.

Last night I was up every hour, in the 20s, from 4:25 am on to I think maybe 8:20, maybe 9, it was light by that point. I had that pain going on again, the extreme gas pain and the Gas-X may have been relieving it slightly but I couldn't tell from the moving and constant settling and the fucking ow.

This is the important part: I vaguely remember Abbie coming in at certain points and meowing at me. The "hey hey hey get up hey guess what hey I did something hey bottom of dish is visible hey hey" kind of meowing. I didn't know how to even move over to tell him to shoo, so I responded with something I thought he'd understand.

"A-woa-woa-woa-woa," I cried at him. It's the sound he makes when he's sick or at least burdened with a soon-to-be-ejected hairball, and he makes it when he's about to throw up (and I was really hoping at that point that I could throw up, because it may have meant some of the stuff inside me growing toxic would go away.) It's a real pitiful sound, something you don't expect to hear from a cat (a cat in heat sounds incredibly different; this sound really does mean "INCOMING") and one of those ones which, in me, triggers an instinctive reflex to A. grab the paper towels, B. grab the Murphy's if he's on the hardwood floors (or check to make sure what he's about to hit is either expendable or movable) and C. sit down and pat him and tell him it's ok afterwards.

My woa-woa-woa-ing seemed to have work. Abbie didn't trot off and drag the paper towels back into the room for me, but he did back off and I don't remember hearing him meow at me again.

He's a good boy. Got a bit of the empathy in him, I think. Probably thinks I'm catshit insane, which I probably am at this point.

Comments

[sdn.livejournal.com]

we might have the same thing.

this morning cora screamed and screamed and i told her i was not interested.

[fancycwabs.livejournal.com]

Sorry to hear about the GI Distress. Our cats tend to make a galumphing sort of heave before the inevitable hairball, which I suppose could be romanji'd into woa-woa-woa, although frankly that makes me think more of "Yesterday Once More" than CatYack.

[semer.livejournal.com]

I really, really like the concept that cat would need to be made into romanji. Ha!

Unfortunately, my cat speaks neither English NOR Japanese. I tried. :(

[arielblue.livejournal.com]

I know that exact woa-woa-woa all too well. It's usually followed by that oh so familiar hic-hic-hack-haaaaaaaaaaaaack-splort, at which point you do a mental inventory of your shoes and wonder which ones you left in the living room that have probably just been splorted upon.

I've actually thought that if only I could program an alarm clock with that sequence of noises, I wouldn't have the whole sleeping through the alarm problem I am occasionally plagued with. It's one of the few noises guaranteed to rouse me from the soundest sleep.

I hope you feel better soon!

[sdn.livejournal.com]

I've actually thought that if only I could program an alarm clock with that sequence of noises, I wouldn't have the whole sleeping through the alarm problem I am occasionally plagued with. It's one of the few noises guaranteed to rouse me from the soundest sleep.

you are a genius. also, see icon.

[arielblue.livejournal.com]

Ha! Most excellent icon.

[sarcasma.livejournal.com]

If only mine would make the woa-woa-woa warning sound! They're stealth pukers.

They do yowl about random things a lot, though, and I frequently yowl back. It does indeed usually make them hush for a bit, either because "Oh! So she already saw the bit of fluff I came to tell her about!" or "Oh! Her dish is empty too!" or "Oh! She's batshit insane."

[annicat.livejournal.com]

Samantha had that warning signal too. Owrrr-owr Owrr-owrrrr

Bebe doesn't have a warning signal, she just starts right off with the hurl.

Hope you get to feeling better soon, Spatch.

[semer.livejournal.com]

Abbie is a good boy, isn't he? How nice it is when cats can sense that it's time to just give the people a break.