I'm so glad Byron is home and purring
Simon ,'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Wow, those pain meds are powerful. I gave him his first dose, and within 15 minutes he walk/hopped determinedly across the floor, into the kitchen, and over to his food bowl. He ate! I can't believe how well he's getting around already. He's not real thrilled about his crate (I had to grab him before he scooted under the bed), but honestly, the collar seems to be getting in his way more than the missing leg. He even just got in the litter box in his crate and peed!
I am really excited about gross things right now, sorry.
Yay for eating and peeing!
Rock on, Byron. What a champ.
He walked/hopped (which I am from now on going to abbreviate as wopped) into the living room, crawled under the coffee table (after a few issues with fitting the lampshade under), and is now happily sprawled out there, sleeping. I'm going to let him stay there. Why not? He'll be stuck in the crate overnight and any time I'm not home, so I'm going to give him as much supervised freedom as I can when I am home.
ETA: Oh, I forgot the funniest part. When Byron wopped through the kitchen, Seamus caught sight of him. He puffed up to twice his size and jumped back like a Halloween kitty, convinced the wopping funnel monster was coming to get him. He's now perched on top of the couch, looking suspiciously at the coffee table.
I'm kinda glad Seamus is afraid of the Wopping Funnel Monster so he'll leave him alone to heal
Hey, we're very happy to hear the updates and glad that it went so well.
And I meant to say earlier to everyone that I don't need any more brackets and don't want to continue to dominate the threadBrackets always there, sometimes we just show them off to remind you, you are not alone. Just forward them to Byron with extra scritching and love.
Does anyone else find the irony that a big Mouse boat is keeping ND from caring for a cat? It's like Revenge of Tom & Jerry or something. (sorry, my brain works in strange ways).
With Byron wearing the lampshade, I guess that makes him the life of the party, no? Give him some loving from me.