when another critter kicks your tush....
Friday, Petie came in from outside, and his arse and tail were SWOLLEN. I mean, did he just have a butt.tail implant swollen. I ran my hand down his back and over the tail, and he turned and hissed. Poor thing. So, he ate and them hopped on my bed. Well, actually he went on Ethan bottom bunk, but when I put a sleeping Ethan in there, he went to my bed. He was moving a little slow, and on Friday and Saturday, he did not try to get out. Not one Houdini move. NOT ONE. hmmm.... I gave him some antibiotics from the vet, and let him sleep it off. Every time I sat on the couch he glued himself next to me.
Perhaps this is the karma God's way of getting back at him for the killing spree he went on??
think he'll learn?... prolly not.
4 comments:
Oh, poor Petie! His separated-at-birth brother Tater just went through a bad beating recently, too. So sorry, Petie, but boys will be boys! Here's an extra hug!
~ky
Poor Petie..is he doing his business ok?? Who knows he may have a rogue bone stuck somewhere after the aforementioned killing spree!! ;)
Poor Petie, the day was bound to happen, there is always someone bigger and badder than you. Hugs to you buddy, mommy will protect you :)
Poor kitty! I'm sure he'll be back to his normal "I am the King" self in no time! Hopefully, it is nothing serious.
Shirley
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