Luna is only seven years old. A week ago she stopped eating her regular bowl-a-day of food (plus the other cat's leftovers) and started sleeping in reclusive spots: the closet, in office corners, under the bed, full time. She spent over 24 hours under the bed Wednesday/Thursday.

I came home from work yesterday to find her splayed out on the carpet in the closet, and thought for sure she was dead until Zach lifted her up (she was like a rag doll) and put her on her feet. She stumbles, she's still not eating unless we rub wet food on her face, she will only take water from the palm or the squirt bottle, her bones are coming to be the heaviest part on her. A week ago she was an overweight, inactive but not lethargic cat, and now she doesn't care whether I brush her, or rub her feet, or rub her tummy, all things she hated and would bite me for seven days ago.

The vet did bloodwork but couldn't find anything wrong. I guess we're going to take him up on his offer to refer to to another vet for an ultrasound, although all the tests he did and all the poking and feeling around haven't led to us discovering anything. Another week of this and she's just going to waste away.

It's like she's given up and I don't know why. :(