Let me count the ways the last few days have sucked.

1) Oreo barfed all over and then demanded more food. I had the pleasure of cleaning that up.
2) Murray ate a stick of butter (plus wrapper) that was softening in preparation for some cookie making.
3) Murray puked (very large amounts) around the house. Both Mike and I got to clean that up.
4) Mike's guitar fell and hit the hardwood floor, breaking the neck.
5) Murray kept getting sick and refused to eat (that has never happened - Murray will always eat).
6) Murray can't keep anything down and is puking water back up - we are worried about pancreatitis, so I take him to the emergency vet last night at 2 am. They did tests and it's not pancreatitis. They decide to wait on x-rays and send us home (5am) with special food.
7) Owen and I get up to check on Murray (Mike went to work) around 7 - Murray looks awful and I had a hard time waking him. I end up yelling his name to wake him, after seeing that his eyes were rolled back and he wasn't waking. I really thought he was dead for a minute. He can barely get up. I call the vet and Mike in a panic. Then I call Mike's parents to see if they can come watch O while I take Murray to the hospital.
8) The vet takes x-rays and there is a "suspicious" area in Murray's intestines. We talk over our options and review estimates (OUCH). He's now at the vet's on an IV and under observation and they will take more x-rays this afternoon. Surgery is still a possibility.
9) We'll definitely be eating Ramen for a few months now.

Please keep Murray in your thoughts. *sigh*