We’ve been nursing one of our cats back to health this past week. Basically that means we took her to the vet after a lump on her left shoulder turned out to be an abscess that burst into an open wound the size of a half-dollar. The wound looked clean, but because it was so gooey and deep we took her in to get it looked at and treated by a professional.
The vet flushed the wound, gave her an antibiotic, and told us to keep her indoors. This is the time of year when flies and gnats start to come out, and they like to lay eggs in warm, moist places. The point of keeping her inside is to keep her out of the way of the flies and gnats so she doesn’t end in a worse wound situation than she started out with.
The abscess rupture is filling in nicely and is now the size of about half a penny. She’s been resting comfortably on the living room chair and continues all her normal cat activities of grooming, eating and drinking, and using the litter box regularly. She tried at first to go outside but so far we’ve been able to keep her in with no incidents.
I feel like I’m about to get sucked up into summer. The counselors have arrived and pretty soon the camping grounds will be packed with RV’s. I never feel ready for this when it comes, and my abilities or desires to “embrace the crazy” seem to have taken a long vacation somewhere else. So farewell, winter–I will and always miss you. The kids have been asking about going to Baskin Robins and for weeks now I’ve been thinking this would be the perfect time for Sister Tabitha to finally come home and take them.
It doesn’t even have to be Sister Tabitha who takes them.
It really, truly, could just be me.