Friday, August 19, 2005

Don't touch the CAAAAAAAT!





THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T EVER PICK UP MOM'S BROWN LAZY CAT WHEN HE'S JUST GOTTEN HIS ASS KICKED BY THE NEIGHBORHOOD TOM.

Poor Yaunna. She bled A LOT. And after an emergent trip to the doctor's, a thorough cleansing (for four days straight), lots of gauze and sterile dressings, seven days of antibiotics, some formidable swelling and some really pretty green, yellow, and deep purple bruising, AND tons of sympathy, she's healed. Almost.

And the cat is fine, too, thank you very much.

2 Comments:

At 8:40 AM, Blogger Christine Lindsay said...

Yikes. Hope kitty isn't psycho anymore. Did you have to call the Feline psych ward at Vancouver General, and have them come and take him away in the Kitty Van? Did they put him in a four-pawed straight jacket? Are you slipping him some of your pharmecuetical enhancements into his Whiskas? Great Scott, that pussy-cat did a number on Yaunna.

 
At 12:42 AM, Blogger Jane said...

This is why I don't do animals. Humans and furry things should not share living space. It's not natural. Oh sure. It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye. Or skin off their arm.

Yaunna, are you OK? You are so brave. Glad to hear it's healing quickly.

 

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