Thursday, December 12, 2013

Nufflebutt

My poor cat was attacked by our dog. So now he has a temporary feeding tube and has to be on painkillers that make him sleep almost constantly. It was the single most terrifying night of my life. There was blood everywhere, and no vet would answer the phone. We need better emergency pet services in town.

 You can just see the feeding tube sticking out on his back.
The back of my shirt from that night. You really can't tell, but there's a lot of blood.

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