Yesterday, I had a scare of my life.
Cleo was foaming at the mouth. The foam was like a beard from her mouth right down to the ground.
I immediately recalled Bosco’s foaming that fateful afternoon so many years ago – it turned out to be poisoning. Sadly, Bosco could not be saved. Bosco was a community cat who was really close to me.
But what poison could Cleo have ingested? She’s totally confined in Bunny’s Place.
I wiped away the foaming and there was a little bit more after that.
I waited for a few minutes and offered food.
She ate the food.
Okay, that’s good.
No more foaming.
And there has been no more foaming since. Thank goodness!
I think it was a case of some toothache, perhaps.
She’s completely okay after that.