Mary has changed during the time she has been with us. As she has aged, her fur has steadily become thinner, as it would. This photo shows that she still has enough to shed, come summers.
Also clearly visible in this photo is the nick in her right ear. We assume this was caused in a fight, but do not know – she had it when she adopted us.
I know I have said it before – I have not been as good at updating Mary’s blog as I should. The fact is, I never thought anybody read it. Today I got an email from a friend asking me about Mary’s site. So there ARE people out there reading her site and that is why I will do my very bestest to post regularly.
Mary’s food has still not entered the country. We tried to alternate the only cat food she would eat (whole pilchards and/or sardines), with fresh, boiled chicken and meat. This really grosses me out, and plus the smell of boiling meat just plain stinks and makes me feel ill. But it is Mary’s food and it is what she likes and what is good for her. It is just as well we got in to the routine of feeding her this meat, because after a visit to the vet on Sunday, we were told to take her off the fish immediately as it just compounds her skin allergies.
Yes, you read correctly. Mary was at the vet. Again. Saturday night she came inside all wide eyed, her head full of stinky gob. She had bits and pieces of dislodged fur all over her head. That only meant one thing: fight. We inspected her and found no obvious wounds.
The next morning (Sunday morning) was a different story though. Mary had a nick in her ear that turned in to an abscess overnight. I opened it up and took out quite a bit of gunk, but it was clear she will have to go to the vet. Happy happy joy joy. It is just as well because Mary’s skin was flaring up again and it was time to get that treated.
The vet cleaned up the wound a bit, gave Mary an injection and then gave us antibiotic tablets: a four day course. She gave us extra tablets for next time it happens, as Mary seems to form abscesses very quickly.
As per usual, madam is not a happy camper. I have fallen out of favour because as per usual, it is all my fault that she had to go to the vet and I am a beast and a monster for force feeding her tablets every day. Never mind the fact that I boil her stinking meat and cut it up for her and make sure it is the right temperature….. ungrateful little brat!
I have no idea how long I will be paying for my “mistake”, but I will be sure to keep you updated.
The vet’s waiting room
Waiting for the vet
One very unamused cat
Mary’s vet is the best vet in the world!
