More on the spewing

I think what happened was that Rufus had spent the evening snacking on crunchies and then, when I came home with specially purchased and promised small cans of fancy feast or dine, she went overboard on them on top of the already undigested crunchies.  The crunchies have expanded and forced their way out of the cat stomach causing spews.  

Rufus is sitting here next to me on the couch in front of the heater now watching lateline.  She is very thin.  But then she is a very small cat.  I think before Sardinia died I would never have worried about a few spews but now I am just desperate for the cats to have the best time possible and never get sick.  I used to wish all the time that I could leave and go to live in another country, but I would never leave them now.  They are very special cats and it's important that I am here to look after them at all times.  Who is looking after all the animals?  Sometimes I get really sad for the birds that get cold in the winter, or all the creatures that get treated cruelly by humans.  I have been traumatised by Chinese Animal Cruelty videos on You Tube for weeks, crying for the little foxes.  Who will look out for them?  They are so small.  It's not their fault.  I makes me want to do anything for the cats.  They are my top priority now, but I used to resent being the single mother of four cats.  I was only a teen when I got the Mooch and Pachuco and I didn't realise what I would be in for.  It was a big responsibility and I think I neglected them for a few years, but they never held it against me.  They just love and love.  And I will travel home from anywhere just to feed them a snack if they are hungry.