2.02.2007

Cleanliness and Cuddles

If cleanliness is next to godliness, my kitty is going to hell.

We had to take Sebastien to Pets Unlimited's emergency vet tonight. I noticed that one of his claws wouldn't protrude, and it looks like there was an infection around it. Once at the hospital, the vet found ickiness on FOUR toes! Our sweet little kitty--who usually hangs out on our shoulders and purrs the whole time--was hissing and scratching as best he could. It took four hands to hold him down while the assistant used Qtips and a special cleaning solution to clean out his wounds. So now kitty is on antibiotics. We have to deliver milky white liquid--that is for some reason less appealling to Sebastien than whatever liquid I'm drinking at any given moment--through a syringe into his mouth without squirting it down his throat and filling his lungs. AND, we have to continue the cleaning process daily that the assistant started. We actually have to soak his paws in liquid. Yeah.

And why do we have to do this? Because for some reason, Sebastien doesn't like to clean his own paws.

Perhaps we should have named him Lucifer.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Four out of twenty isn't too bad, is it?

pete said...

identify yourself mister anonymous!