About a month ago, Murphy came home from a raucous evening limping and looking generally sorry for himself. Not wanting to go through this again, I rushed him to the vet. Fortunately he did not need stitches this time but he had claw marks all over his front and did had to have antibiotics. This is more painful for me than for him.
He has recovered but I no longer feel comfortable letting him outside as there is obviously a big cat out there beating him up. So I now have an indoor cat. Who does not quite realize or appreciate this at the moment. Here is a series of photos taken when I was outside and he was not.
Hey, can I come and play?
Open this door NOW, I tell you, NOW. Dammit. I’ll scratch it down if you don’t open it NOW.
I am seriously pissed off about this:
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