Gratuitous Skippy Shot

Bonus photo:

what the grrrrr did you do to me!!

Well Ollie is home.  and man is he grumpy.  He took a moment to realize he was home, then he jumped out of the carrier fairly easily, but walking in a straight line was a bit of an issue for him.  He growled at everyone he came in contact with, and even eventually me.  He looks horrid, almost looks like they took off a leg all together if he's walking and you are behind him.  Guess that is the curse of being a long haired kitty.  I eventually decided that he deserved not to feel harassed (even if no one was harassing him) so I put him back in the carrier and put that in the office and closed the door.  In about an hour I'll let him out into that room with some food and a nice bed, and I'll go check on him in another hour or so.

Grumpy ol man doing well

Well I just got a call from my vet.  He's doing well, waking up out of surgery.  I can go get him at 2.

I don't think I'm going to relax until he's back home though.. maybe not even until his stitches come out..

First to the vet

Ok, so he really didn't go to the vet, but it was a cute title.  He went to the shelter. He was so quiet this morning, bordering on lethargic, so I brought him in to be looked at by the staff.  They said they see this all the time, and that the vet would probably take an xray and not do anything but recommend rest... so they sent me home with him.

might be broken, might not.. we don't know.  But kittens heal quickly, so unless he stops eating I'm not going to worry (yea right, I'm going to worry.. but I'll deal)

Ollie is going to the vet tomorrow.. like I don't have enough worry in my life right now..

limping kitten

Well this evening I went in to feed the kittens and Lulu, and all four kitties were by the door waiting for me.  I went in and sat near the feeding station to feed them, when I realized First appeared to be standing funny.  I picked him up and looked him over and he seemed fine, but he seemed reluctant to put all four feet on my lap, so I put him down on the ground, and he immediately held up his right front foot.  I picked him up again for a closer look at that foot, and it does not appear to be swollen, nor is it overly hot nor cold, and he didn't cry out when I felt for broken bones.

I realized I fed them in a hurry this morning and might not have seen them.  DH who fed them last night said First was hiding behind the couch - which is totally unlike him as he has always been a social butterfly and DH really wouldn't have noticed that.  So there is a good chance he could have hurt himself sometime on Sunday.

I feel bad that a) he hurt himself and that b) I might not have known for over 24 hours.