It's the run-up to kitten season: shouldn't be taking in so many, but...I'm not ordering the universe. Two Siamese mix boys came in from (as always) a bad situation. One, bless him, had infected feet, pads, "pillow pad", which is torture: Can't walk without pain, pads actually burst...can't compete for food then. NOT fun; not fair! Fortunately, not too common either, although I've had my share. The brother had a very large abcess on his neck, not as hard to fix. And not on his FEET! They were comfortable with their feeder, who must move, but not so much here with me. The pillow pad takes months to completely heal. These photos are the best I could get of them. the handsome guy in the bed is the one with the pillow pad. Ears back still, but he stays in his bed when I enter the room. At first he'd flee to the safety of the tunnel, in the next photo, where his brother is.
Rodney, below, came in yesterday, from a (much) worse situation. Abuse. Nuff said. No, Terrible Abuse. I can't get him to my holistic vet this weekend, begged for an appt. asap. He's skeletal, with missing fur, and weak. He drags his back legs. He does eat!! small amounts. No stool passed for a week, eek. gave an enema. TMI? Gave a bath; he's incontinent. He has a lot of healing to do. Send prayers! On the good side, he is The Sweetest cat ever. And a loving caretaker who for good reasons relating to the abuse, can't keep him where he was. giving fluids, hand feeding, keeping him close and loved.