Boyfie got hurt (he's okay)

On Sun, 04 Nov 2007 07:37:36 -0800, Will in New Haven
wrote:

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I would think it was Marley causing your problem, if Molly's name is
true to gender. If Boyfie isn't starting trouble, and we know he
isn't, it would be an extremely rare female who would attack him.


Years ago my family had a female who became very territorial after she
had a litter. Even after her kittens had found their forever homes,
and she'd been spayed, she remained very territorial - to the point
where she would run across the street to chase away BIG dogs.
Unfortunately, I'm afraid that's probably what did her in. One too
many times she darted across the street, and was hit by a passing car.

Christina Websell wrote:

Boyfie came in from rat patrol on Monday evening and went straight to bed
which is not unusual. What was a bit unusual was the look on his face. I
don't suppose anyone else would have noticed except me, who knows him so
well.
When he didn't get out of bed for his breakfast yesterday - well, that is
unheard of. As luck would have it I had the day off work so I could keep an
eye on him. When he *did* finally rise he could hardly put any weight on
one of his front legs.
A visit to TED, then. I picked him up but he clung on to his blanky with
the claws on his good foot and every time I disengaged them he managed to do
it again. Then he made a break for freedom from his carrier..
He wowled and shrieked all the way in the car.
He's been bitten through the shoulder joint by another cat. I suspect that
black one we call THE ENEMY who used to bully him although we have had no
trouble with him for the last couple of years he still lives nearby.

Anyway he got an antibiotic injection & a painkilling one. TED said it was
a very bad place to get bitten in, very painful for movement. She said "I
remember meeting Boyfriend before, I put his microchip in, he's such a
lovely cat." I was amazed that she could remember him, this is a big vet
hospital with a huge turnover of patients. He also got some antibiotic
tablets for 5 days. There is no way I could physically put them in his
mouth - it would still freak him out if I forced myself on him like that, so
his first dose this evening was crushed and hidden in some tiny pieces of
chicken breast with gravy which he scarfed down thinking his birthday had
come ;-)

The vet is really kind. She is sensitive not just to the patient, but to
the owner too. She said "I don't suppose you've had to give tablets to
Boyfriend before have you?" She must have seen me gulp when she got the
pills out. And I am impressed that she remembered his history, how timid he
is and how difficult it might be.
She also remembered my RB whippets and mentioned some of them.

He's better than he was yesterday. He is only limping slightly, has an
appetite like a horse again and insisted on going out for an hour's rat
patrol tonight. Now he is very comfy back in the house on his donut bed.

TED asked me "Is he a fighter?" He is far from it. He's a pacifist or a
"big girl's blouse" however you want to put it. I prefer the former
description.
It was that horrible black cat, I tell you, attacking him in his own garden,
no doubt, like it used to do before. He would never cause trouble himself,
I know it.

Tweed


Poor Boyfie, he is such a gentlecat! I hope he is feeling much better by
now.
Lots of healing purrs for Boyfie and thank you for taking such good care
of him, Christina,
Polonca and Soncek