Well, the poor thing has one of those awful collars on.. so she keeps walking backwards; the tube they inserted is not some nice little unobtrusive thing -- it's huge. It looks painful and ugly... and the worst part is that we still have to administer antibiotics. This time as oral drops twice daily.
She is confined to the office and now we have to seriously consider finding Max a new home. After 3 years together the cats still don't play well together, as proven by this adventure which, as hubby said "Cost us 5 Christmas presents"... so if you know anyone willing and able to take on a sucky male tuxedo cat, let me know (he's about 4 years old, "fixed" and has had all his shots recently except for rabies as he's generally indoors).
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Wow, poor See-See -- she's been through a lot, that cat. Living with "the horde" for as long as she did -- which could easily break the will of even a Special Forces commando -- and she can still has some fight (or flight) left for Max. I wonder if he realizes he's crossed the line. If she's confined to the office, then he probably thinks he's won.
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