Tuesday 11 March 2008

Street fightin man

Pudd got into an argument with something or somebody and lost. As a string of know-it-alls beginning with me and ending with the vet have loftily informed him, if you're going to take on a beastie with sharp pointy little fangs, you'd best stand your ground, and not run away - unless you actually want to finish up with a rubber drainage tube poking out of the shaved patch on your rear and the indignity of a Jetsons-style plastic cone fastened around your neck.




He's also had to stay inside for the last nine days, a situation which nobody has particularly enjoyed since it involved wailing, moaning, desperate Light Brigade-like assaults on flyscreen doors, the inability to wipe one's own bum in the usual manner, pus, cotton wool, antiseptic, and antibiotic pills broken into quarters and shoved down the gullet. It's no consolation to Pudd that he has a tiny but 100% cred degree of fame on the internet and a soul brother living in Canberra.



I don't suppose you really want to see the wound, do you? Too bad.














13 comments:

jac said...

I have both those photos, and the vet bill to prove it. Do you have to make sure he's lying on a towel the whole time? That was my favourite part.

GS said...

I got one of princess prissy paws with the same size huge wound with drains in her neck. Looks like Frankenstein with a head transplant. Poor pud, the indignity of being a submissive cat with a pussy rear end. But nothing compared to the pain of the vet's bill!

Cozalcoatl said...

Poor kitty.
Has a hardened vet tech, I'd say that wound looks pretty clean and happy.
Though no fun for anyone i bet.
Is he neutered? That can sometimes stop the fights. I can do it for ya ;)

We had a dog brought in that was either run over by a combine harvester or attacked by a Javalina, three days before. Ahh the smell of rotting flesh. Apart of having no skin or flesh on his back I think he is doing ok.
It seems animals deal with pain so much better than we do

Ampersand Duck said...

wow pudd u r cool

iv got a nu hol in my hed now butt its litl n im gonna bit teh wun hoo did it. min jus needs a wash evry now n agin wiv pers soap no pus yet
urs is way cool

poota is too sooki 4 sores
luv pag

BwcaBrownie said...

oh dear Pudd - get well soon.
I was bitten once when foolishly grabbing 2 cats in a brawl, and 4 hours later my hand was transformed into the shape of a football.
Waiting in Casualty at The Alfred Hospital sitting next to a youth with gunshot wounds, I was mortified to have to respond to "Next! woman with catbite next!"

Zoe said...

Pud is one bad-ass cat.

Anonymous said...

Eeewww! That is disgusting!

Kerryn Goldsworthy said...

Shee-yut.

I'm guessing Zoe means that his ass has gone bad. That's one of those "punctured with needle-sharp tooth/claw covered in disgusting exotic bacteria, tiny surface needle-prick wound heals over festering pus below skin surface, and next thing you know, your furry arse has gone volcanic" wounds, is it not?

lucy tartan said...

Yep, it was disgusting and infected under a healed up tiny bite mark. He didn't have to lie on a towel though.

(past tense because so behind in the blog department am I that the tube & cone were both removed this morning and he's allowed outside again, which ceremony he observed by running straight to a big patch of dust & rolling in it.)

Your well-wishes are appreciated. Pudd's real mother is footing the bill, which gives me a few twinges since he got the wounds under my care.

Mindy said...

I was going to ask if his 'other mum' knew about it, but as she's paying the bill I'm guessing she sure does.

Kerryn Goldsworthy said...

And, soooo appropriately .....
BAZLOTTO!!!

Drewzel said...

Poor Pud, the indignity of it all!

Elsewhere007 said...

My heart skipped a beat just with the opening sentence of this post, let alone the last photo...