Listen to the body’s words
In the event of pain
Very unusual to withstand
Even as infection is lanced
So my orange tabby, ‘Cutis has a puncture on one of his legs. It’s healing, but I have to lance it for any new infection at least once a day because of the way cats heal. If a cat has a wound, it has to heal on the inside before you let it fully scab over (unless there are stitches involved, I think.) If you don’t let it heal on the inside first, then it can become infected and burn through a cat’s skin making a new hole.
It was not fun learning that with a previous cat.
Anyway, with other cats, it hasn’t been fun having to lance a scabbed-over wound to make sure it isn’t growing infected underneath the scab. Very few animals like it with you have to clean and bandage a wound in the first place, much less have to lance it at least once a day, just in case.
‘Cutis lets me lance any infection with at least two pokes before he gets antsy. He could break free really easy but just shifts away from me a little. He’s large and strong and heavy, but he just lets me check his wound over as it heals. I can’t remember anyone, animal or not, who let me do that something like that so often. The fact that it was with someone who I can only understand via body language…
‘Cutis might be one of the most patient and calm person I have ever met.
image: ‘Cutis; from martha0stout’s phone
So, I mentioned that we got a new kitten (Locutis) and that he weighed less than our, at the time, 3-week old kittens. (He weighs more now, which is good and can eat more.)
What I haven’t mentioned is that a few days after we got Locutis, the tiny kittens’ mother went missing. Freya (mama cat) went out hunting, as she did at least three times a day now that the kittens didn’t need to eat every hour on the hour.
She did not come back and we haven’t seen her for two weeks and counting now. She was a very attentive mother and has never run away before. We do live out in cattle country and there have been problems with raccoons, skunks, foxes, and coyotes in our valley.
It has also happened in the past that some cats get picked up by this lovely lady who takes them to get fixed and then tries to find them homes. Freya liked people and other animals and is a good size for people who want a cat, but not a big cat. We’re hoping that this is what happened to her, but the point is, she is gone and not likely to come home. (Doesn’t mean we aren’t keeping an eye out for her…)
Locutis has decided that the kittens that are much younger than him are his. He taught them how to drink our goat milk. He’s teaching them how to use the litter box. He taught them how to eat the kitten food we got for them all. He plays with them. He even pins them and cleans them. I got to watch him do all of this today while I was getting ready for my day.
I am grateful for this little orange tabby that decided he liked our little kittens and that they were his. I’m not entirely sure what my days would be like without him.
Check out the original Thankful Thursday.
Got a new kitten, met him when I found him trying to sneak into the rabbit pen, bit through my fingernail when I picked him up.
Seriously, though, Locutis bit right through my pointer fingernail and it’s still healing. He’s really cuddly though and just loves to sit on people or curl up with our new puppy.
He’s skin and bones though and eats only a little bit at a time (stomach must be pretty small…) He still likes to go and hang out with the rabbits and they are all bigger and stronger than him, so I’m not too worried. (Seriously, our three-week old kittens weigh more than this little guy.)
This was a long and ramble-y explanation. Sorry about that. Summer’s been really crazy for me.
Check out the original One-Liner Wednesday.