Ollie was visiting me this morning (slow lazy morning, I was in bed) and we heard a pretty bad scuffle in the other room. Ollie has taken it upon himself to keep peace in the house, and will go to any bad fights. so he got up and left. I yelled out to whomever was fighting to cut it out, and I didn't hear anything additional.
after I wiped at it |
I looked at the growth, I couldn't see any obvious sign that it had bled. DH mentioned that Skippy and Eli were the ones wrestling earlier, so I tried to look them over (catching Eli is NEVER easy) so I threw down some dry food. Eli immediately suspected there was an ulterior motive, and would not let me catch him. He walked off slowly enough when I stopped moving, so I was able to get a half decent look at him, and I didn't see blood. I scanned Skippy (hands on) and no wounds, no blood. So I scanned everyone else. No wounds, no blood. So where is it from? a mouth? from Ollie?
He tried to jump up on my jewelry chest, and I knew he wasn't going to make it. He didn't listen to me, and he almost made it, but ended up falling off, then he turned and meowed at me for a few minutes. Not sure if he blamed me for my causing him not to make it, or if he was yelling at me for watching him not make it. He then went under the bed for a few minutes, and I wondered if he was bleeding if he'd leave any blood under the bed. Almost by the time I finished thinking that thought he had come out and jumped up on the bed. Again he had issue, and I guess it is time to bring out the stairs we made for Em to get up on the bed, but he did make it. He has moved a few times since then, and no blood. He's currently sleeping having little kitty dreams.. except for the pretty obvious grossness it's really cute.
and one more bit of cuteness. Apparently Tweedle is not aware she isn't allowed in a room (or doesn't care) because she's settled herself down in the most comfortable spot in the house
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