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Old 04-19-2011, 07:52 PM   #29800
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Originally Posted by poohbear_nc View Post
Well ... I'm recovering from a really fun (NOT!) afternoon. I came home from work and Stella walked into the living room with her right eye tightly closed. Bad sign in cats! So I swathed her in a towel, pried open her eyelids, and rinsed off her eye. Needless to say, she really enjoyed that. About as much as I did.
Then called vet & raced her over - fearing one of the other cats had smacked her in the face and got her eye! All denied any violence of course.

Got to the vet - where Stella's favorite vet tech attempted to restrain her so that the vet could stain her cornea & look for scratches. My little darling sweet kitten transformed into a screaming, snarling, biting, scratching, flailing Tasmanian devil (yes I've seen real Tasmanian devils on YouTube - I know of what I speak). After catching Stella repeatedly as she attempted to vault over the tech's shoulder onto the top of the X-ray box, they finally surrendered and swathed her in a towel and wrestled the resulting "purrito" down onto the exam table.

The good news -- NO scratches ... which means ... NO EYE DROPS ...

Stella was so anxious to go home she voluntarily went back into her travel crate.

Upshot:
1. Stella is exhausted and sleeping on her favorite shelf.
2. I'm exhausted and contemplating joining her on the shelf.
3. I did pick up a nice finish slicker comb to use on her tummy hair - which is curly and quite thick.
4. My credit card is silently weeping at this latest hit.
5. The vet agreed with my plan - harness train the little tiger and let her work off her energy outside!
6. Sammy & Goldie cats are still denying any culpability in this injury.

I'm going to sleep very soundly tonight ... without any cats in the room.
[why oh why couldn't I develop a passion for ant farms?]
I'm rethinking my "want" of a Maine Coon kitten with some of your posts, Pooh. I think I might be too old to keep up with one! Bless your heart (and Stella's), I hope both of you recover nicely.
(Maybe I'll go for a nice Ragdoll instead - they tend to live up to their names...LOL)
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