Tubs is injured

Tubs came home with a torn up ear today. His slave (Gloria, my neighbor) is
gone on a trip, so I am having to doctor him.

He was clearly in considerable pain, with pus coming out of the wound and it
was quite hot to the touch. He was a perfect angel about letting me hold his
ear under a running faucet. He cried a few times but did not struggle or
claw me or try to get away.

I've started him on amoxycillin - 250 mg initially but will lower the doxe
tomorrow. And I have locked him inside her house until I see a lot of
improvement.

He could use a few purrs.

"Pat" wrote in message
...
Tubs came home with a torn up ear today. His slave (Gloria, my neighbor)
is
gone on a trip, so I am having to doctor him.

He was clearly in considerable pain, with pus coming out of the wound and
it
was quite hot to the touch. He was a perfect angel about letting me hold
his
ear under a running faucet. He cried a few times but did not struggle or
claw me or try to get away.

I've started him on amoxycillin - 250 mg initially but will lower the doxe
tomorrow. And I have locked him inside her house until I see a lot of
improvement.

He could use a few purrs.


Purrs on the way. Poor old warrior.

Jo

Tubs is lucky to have you, Pat. Hope it heals cleanly, poor guy.

Cheers
Mathew, Chablis & Muscat

Tubs is lucky to have you, Pat. Hope it heals cleanly, poor guy.

Cheers
Mathew, Chablis & Muscat

Awwww ... we four are purring for him ... hope all turns out well.



I used to 'care for' all the cats that would come to the house (how do
they know?). At one time my vet was giving me a 'quantity discount' - I
was 'caring for' - I counted one day as I put plates of food down -
TWENTY ONE 'street cats'.

It was for the most part satisfying and very entertaining - countered
by very gut-wrenching events - sometimes having to 'make decisions'.

(one sad story - from a LONG time ago but I remember it so vividly)

There was a little TINY black kitty that appeared on my steps one day
(again, how do they know?). Just a TINY little thing that took to me
immediately. She had a thick black coat and orange-colored eyes.

"Shasta" had a cute little face and was obviously young, and pregnant
and READY. She wasn't REAL fat but, I could tell.

I fixed up a place for her to feel safe and comfortable and let her get
used to it.

I came home from work one day and as soon as I got out of the car,
Shasta came FLYING out of the house just talking like crazy, no longer
pregnant. She was SO talking to me and I could tell she wanted me to
follow her.

We went into the house, to her bed where I was expecting to see some
newborn kittens - however (as my eyes still tear up thinking about it)
- the only thing in the bed was a little underdeveleloped fetus. Shasta
climbed into the bed and layed next to it, purring proudly.

(I need a kleenex)

A couple of days later she was very lithargic with extremely labored
breathing. I rushed her up to my vet who, was very surprised, and just
could not believe that she was still alive. The little girl was just
eaten up with cancerous tumors and feline leukemia. He had no choice
but to immediately put her down.

I broke down on the drive home.

But there are LOTS of happy stories as well - like seeing eight or ten
cats in my rear-view mirror bouncing and running, following my car as I
drove up the driveway - thats really something to see.

Or 'Scruffy' who I truly thought that he truly thought that he was a
'human'. He would actually sit on the couch next to me, FLAT on his
BUTT, with his back against the cushions, hind legs straight out. We
would sit together and watch TV or nap on weekends - if I timed it just
right, when he would sit like that he would always groom his stomach -
if I talked to him he would look up at me (with his light mint-green
eyes), his tongue still sticking straight out (and he really disliked
being laughed AT).

Jeez I could go on all night ...

Purrs for Tubs.

--
Joy

**Don't believe everything you think**

"Pat" wrote in message
...
Tubs came home with a torn up ear today. His slave (Gloria, my neighbor)
is
gone on a trip, so I am having to doctor him.

He was clearly in considerable pain, with pus coming out of the wound and
it
was quite hot to the touch. He was a perfect angel about letting me hold
his
ear under a running faucet. He cried a few times but did not struggle or
claw me or try to get away.

I've started him on amoxycillin - 250 mg initially but will lower the doxe
tomorrow. And I have locked him inside her house until I see a lot of
improvement.

He could use a few purrs.

Pat wrote:
Tubs came home with a torn up ear today. His slave (Gloria, my
neighbor) is gone on a trip, so I am having to doctor him.

He was clearly in considerable pain, with pus coming out of the wound
and it was quite hot to the touch. He was a perfect angel about
letting me hold his ear under a running faucet. He cried a few times
but did not struggle or claw me or try to get away.

I've started him on amoxycillin - 250 mg initially but will lower the
doxe tomorrow. And I have locked him inside her house until I see a
lot of improvement.

He could use a few purrs.

Poor Tubs, purrs that he soon feels better.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera)
A house is not a home, without a cat.
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Pat wrote:
He could use a few purrs.

Lots of purrs.

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Pat wrote:
Tubs came home with a torn up ear today. His slave (Gloria, my
neighbor) is gone on a trip, so I am having to doctor him.

He was clearly in considerable pain, with pus coming out of the
wound
and it was quite hot to the touch. He was a perfect angel about
letting me hold his ear under a running faucet. He cried a few times
but did not struggle or claw me or try to get away.

I've started him on amoxycillin - 250 mg initially but will lower
the
doxe tomorrow. And I have locked him inside her house until I see a
lot of improvement.

He could use a few purrs.

Purrs for Tubs!
--
Britta
"There is no snooze button on a cat who wants breakfast." -- Unknown
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http://photos.yahoo.com/badwilson click on the Vino album

"Pat" wrote in message
...
Tubs came home with a torn up ear today. His slave (Gloria, my neighbor)
is
gone on a trip, so I am having to doctor him.

He was clearly in considerable pain, with pus coming out of the wound and
it
was quite hot to the touch. He was a perfect angel about letting me hold
his
ear under a running faucet. He cried a few times but did not struggle or
claw me or try to get away.

I've started him on amoxycillin - 250 mg initially but will lower the doxe
tomorrow. And I have locked him inside her house until I see a lot of
improvement.

He could use a few purrs.



Awwwwww, poor baby! Does it look like a cat fight? I hope his condition
improves soon and you're such a good substitute meowmie for taking care of
him.

kili