Dear Smudge,

Generally, you're a great cat. Affectionate, playful and tolerant of Aedan using you as a pillow.

However, if I EVER have to get up at 4AM again to breakup a catfight outside the front door? You'll be calling a cardboard box 'home'!

Yours in irritation and tiredness,
Tux aka She Who Fills The Food Bowl

Today at 6.30 Smudge was SUPPOSED to go to the vets. He's got some nasty red patches on his skin - I suspect he's picked up something fom the field nearby and obviously I want to get it sorted out.

Smudge, however, had other ideas. He went out at about 3pm this afternoon... and I'm still waiting for him to come in. *Sigh* I'd kept the cat box hidden but he must have known. Rotten cat. It's for his own good!

Of course, I'll still cuddle him when he comes in, because I'm a bit getting rather worried... but argh!


EDIT: He's come home after avoiding me for about seven hours! I don't think I'll mention that I've rescheduled the appointment for Saturday morning...

Kitty update!

I was bathing the abscess with warm salt water, but it wasn't doing much, so on the advice of a few people I went to the pharmacy and got a bottle of wound wash. Smudge absolutely HATES it, but it seems to be working. It brings all the crap to the top and lets me wipe it off. A few minutes ago I got a *lot* of pus out, followed by blood, so I'm hopeful that it's mostly cleaned out now, though I'll keep treating it.

He's a bit swollen around his face, but that's to be expected. He is eating and seems to not hate me, so that's a good sign!

My cat and dog have been seperated for roughly nine months. Yesterday Jupiter finally came home. It took somewhat less than 24 hours for things to return to normal.

*Grin*

Look who's come home!!!



Here's hoping he settles in OK!