It must be tough to be in the ER so soon after adopting him. My little girl has been home for over two years, and we've gotten close in that time. It's tough to put down so much money, but it's really tough to see her struggling, too. I was in for $500 at the emergency vet (mostly X-rays, which did prove helpful) and will be over $800 next week to have the bladder stones removed. It's probably for the best, but last week I also booked a vacation. It's good for me to get away, but the flight, two vets and hotels I've yet to book will make July expensive. But that's why I work (not to imply I dislike my job). I hope whining in pubski is ok.
We were angry. He started sneezing like 3 days after we got him, and visibly sick by the end of that week, then I got a call out of the blue from the foster or shelter saying another cat he was near was being syringe fed because of a virus. You'd think they'd have picked up that the cat was sick before we we adopted the kitten. So there I am, not having had a kitten since I was a kitten toddler, figuring out from the internet whether he was in danger, pureeing up canned kitten food with extra water to try feed him with a syringe and trying to convince husband to drive us to the emergency vet.