When my wife Becky came home last night she opened the patio door and called for Marlow. In 30 seconds he was at the door. When he walked in he was soaking wet. It had not rained at all. His hair was matted in a few spots. I was sure he'd been in a pretty good fight. I didn't tell Becky that. I made up a story for she wouldn't mind hearing.
Marlow was not himself. He wouldn't come to Becky who wanted to dry him with a towel. "That's it!" she said, "he's not going back out tonight". This morning Becky got herself off to work as usual. I got started cleaning. Picking up Marlows food bowl to wash it, I noticed a little blood. Sasha, my other cat, and I went to get a closer look. Marlow was in the basement hideout. I coaxed him out with a blue mouse and looked him over. He looked ok.
I called the vet and asked to get him in today anyway. They said bring him in at 10am. I had an hour and a half to figure out how to get him in the cat taxi. I can't believe he fell for the humane trap again. It was baited with his favorite. Peking duck and chicken.
We get to the vet and discover an abscess on his neck. A wound at least three days old. He's being treated now and I'll pick him up this afternoon. He's getting his routine exam too.
When Becky finds out about all this I'd bet real money that Marlow's outside forays are over.
Marlow was not himself. He wouldn't come to Becky who wanted to dry him with a towel. "That's it!" she said, "he's not going back out tonight". This morning Becky got herself off to work as usual. I got started cleaning. Picking up Marlows food bowl to wash it, I noticed a little blood. Sasha, my other cat, and I went to get a closer look. Marlow was in the basement hideout. I coaxed him out with a blue mouse and looked him over. He looked ok.
I called the vet and asked to get him in today anyway. They said bring him in at 10am. I had an hour and a half to figure out how to get him in the cat taxi. I can't believe he fell for the humane trap again. It was baited with his favorite. Peking duck and chicken.
We get to the vet and discover an abscess on his neck. A wound at least three days old. He's being treated now and I'll pick him up this afternoon. He's getting his routine exam too.
When Becky finds out about all this I'd bet real money that Marlow's outside forays are over.