Our feral friend had what I call an "away day" yesterday. Where do you go Mate? And what happened that you return to me with a limp?
Of his dog attack wounds - still no luck tracking the blighter - all but one have healed. But that one has formed an abscess. He has let me work on it a bit, however, he clearly could use some professional help as he also has a bad case of truly foul diarrhea. Truly foul diarrhea that he has little control of.
Where are my gum boots? I need gum boots - STAT!
My last attempt to crate him for the vet left me with some angry red souvenirs, and a painful morning with the cotton balls and antiseptic...so no luck there yet. He clearly remembers the last time I boxed him.
I cant blame him for my wounds, I pushed it past where I should have backed off. This pesky 'doing the right thing' feeling is a tough one to shake off, even if you arent sure if you are - or not.
If he does not get rapidly better, I may have to rent a trap. Not that I think he'd fall for it - not for a minute! But Id rather not wait till he is too weak to fight me. And now with this new limp...well...
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This pic of him is from a happier day early this month.
2 comments:
Oh I hope he lets you help him. I do love the bad boy kitties, and Bonne Chance has lived thru a few of his lives already - he needs to trust you more, again.
Poor little guy. He should have more sense and stay put where he's safe. Where do they get to when they disappear? Hopefully you will be able to treat him without having to resort to a trip to the vet.
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