My husband was off doing an antique show and our cat was not that thrilled. I know he kept looking for him when ever he went outside..
Well, Friday night at 6:20 he ran out of the house on his "hunt" I think. At 6:30 I heard a horrible screaming sound on the back porch. It was Bentley.... I didn't know what at happened at the moment but realized he couldn't walk, only crawl. He had apparently gotten hit by a car.... crawled back to the back porch and started screaming for me. I got him into the house and called the Vet. He sent me to the Vet Emergency Service and so the "fun" weekend began for all of us. He stayed at the hospital two nights, had x-rays, was given a lot of pain killers and antibiotics and today we got the call we could come and get him..... he was resting comfortably, eating and generally doing all he could considering he couldn't walk.
So now we get to spend the next several weeks playing nurse maid. We are so thankful he is doing so much better.
We made him up a little "room" on the shelf of the bay window in our kitchen. He can't get out. There is a litter box, a bed and some food. He just needs to "understand" he will get better if he rests a lot
In the first picture you can see him in one of the beds in his new "room" And he has on the collar he was given to wear.
Tonight we had fun giving him his medicine. He took it very well though
We finally took off that collar. It was driving him crazy and it wasn't really serving any purpose anymore.
I imagine it will get to a routine eventually. Meanwhile though it will certainly keep us busy.
My husband had my camera with him at the show so I couldn't get any pictures but now I can again so I hope to get back to the blogging on a more regular basis..... that sounds familiar.... probably said it before.