"High" is never HIGH enough.

Last night I was worried about Blue. When I came home I found he had pulled the comforter off my bed. He never does anything bad while I'm gone, just sleeps on the bed. I HAD given him a knuckle-bone as a treat before I left in the morning and I don't usually do that. As soon as I let him out of the room he ran for the water bowl and drank and drank. I finally stopped him and put him outside. I had visions of "bloat". When I brought him back inside, I noticed that he looked "pink" like his allergies had kicked in again and he wanted to drink more, it was like he couldn't get enough. Phone #'s started spinning in my head. Who to call first? and then he wouldn't EAT! He just went to the sofa and curled up and slept.

I watched him for a while and then went back upstairs to tidy up my room. Under the comforter was a HALF-eaten bag of cat food. I had forgotten that I had placed that bag high up on my desk in my room where the cats couldn't get it. He's fine now. Another lesson learned. High is never high enough.