So, of course, Munchkin has some of the worst timing possible. At first, when she was off her feed, I figured she was just having an emotional reaction to Cobweb's illness and the household tension that surrounded it. But now she hasn't eaten in days, and she's been gulping down water constantly. I seem to remember that this was how Cobweb's kidney problems first presented. Sigh. So we're taking Munchkin to the vet this afternoon to have The Amazingly Wonderful Dr. McBride look at her and run the "senior screen" of tests, just to get The State of the Munchkin, so we have an idea of what's up with her.
Man ... if she's got kidney disease ... that might mean we would have to give TWO cats subcutaneous fluids every night. But you do what you must for the ones you love.
NOTE: For those of you who don't know them in real life and are curious, the icon for this entry shows Cobweb and Munchkin: Cobweb is the gray/brown tabby, and Munchkin is the tuxedo with the crooked Hitler mustache.