Our Cat Is On Drugs
Last Friday Kitty 3 got in a fight with some kind of animal, and was displaying some pretty hefty battle wounds. I, personally, would like to think it was a mountain lion, or some other hungry and violent animal, and that she bravely defended herself, as well as our home, and returned victorious to show us her blood.
Anyway - it didn’t look so good, so we got her stitched up at about the cost of an iPod. When Lyndsay brought her home she was still a little drowsy, and so she proceeded to stumble around the house and run into walls. It was a strange combination of sad and entertaining.
Now we have to squirt antibiotic liquid into her mouth twice a day, and you can be sure she enjoys that! It smells like bubble gum. I don’t think cats like bubble gum.
This is the price she pays for being our hero.
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