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October 24, 2007

Poor little Mausi

Okay, okay, so I have been in a fight a couple of nights ago. Yes, there's a nasty wound on my forehead but you should have seen the other cat! And yes, I didn't feel quite the thing for a day and moved around slightly dazed, but honestly, wouldn't you too in my place? A bit of pus was accumulating under my skin and my face looked kind of lopsided but that's no reason to drag me off to the vet! I am a free and independent cat after all and can look after myself. And I do have nine lives - so what's all the fuss about? And, would you believe it? They keep driving me to the vet each day. For medication, they say. I call it medieval torture. Or would you like to have a syringe big enough for a horse been stuck into your head? And you should taste the tablets I have to take. Today they got the better of me by hiding it in a little ball of minced meat. I am not going to fall for that again tomorrow....


Me - not quite fully awake after a nap in one of my favourite sleeping places deep down in the book shelved

Posted by Mausi at October 24, 2007 06:23 PM

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Poor Kitty. We (my three feline overlords and me) hope that you are feeling better and the trips to the torture chamber are over.

Posted by: ethne at October 30, 2007 02:32 PM

Thank you for the good wishes. Yes, the visits to the torture chamber are over. I accidentally scratched one of the wounds open and pus came flowing out - in abundance. After that the wounds started to heal well. I am now catching up on my food rations and am almost fully restored.

Posted by: Mausi at October 30, 2007 09:33 PM