So then we have to put the Cone of Shame on him at night and he sulks and it almost totally heals...and he licks at it and reopens it. It's maddening.

There ought to be some kind of, like, liquid bandage they can put over the wound itself until it heals. The Cone of Shame is unbearable in the long term. When The Gray Cat had to wear one, he became so depressed he would barely eat.

Zoe is such a beautiful doggie, Laura.

I tried Argleas powder as a bandage alternative for Cagney's head wound. It worked on my toe, but it did NOT work for him. Must have been terribly irritating.

He's very mopey with the pillow collar but has not been able to kick the wound. It's going to be even worse when I finally go to bed because I'm going to have to leave him out of the crate...which he will NOT like. I don't think he can get that huge thing in the door.

I hope Cagney can provide 'leave it alone' peer pressure if he and Kato are emailing because I cannot have him kicking this thing open again and again. It's been two weeks already.

We'll see if the vet has a creative, protective alternative.

I'd like to be mad at your pets for you, but I struggle to leave itching alone almost as much.

I struggle to leave itching alone almost as much.

When the cat Slinky was sneezing blood, it turned out to just be really dry nasal passageways because of the drop in humidity with the change of the weather. And I get it, because when *I* blow my nose, it's a little bloody. So I empathize with the poor kitty.

But the difference is that I can use a Kleenex and do the neti pot. The cat, however, is vehemently opposed to the neti pot.

I can't even get my cats to use a Kleenex.

I could get out of my pajamas and get dressed and go do something fun. Or I could stay here snuggled in my warm fuzzy robe and finish up the work I didn't get done last week because I was dopey and couldn't focus my brain. Hmm. When the ADULT choice is to stay in my pajamas, I guess I'm living right.

Whinge alert:

Not an actual problem, but I'm cranky.

Cagney did not sleep well at all, which had obvious consequences for me.

I fell asleep about 6:45am and was woken by something going on outside at 8.

Apparently, my landlord authorized a woman I detest having a yard sale at my front door and both of them neglected to tell me.

She said, "But on the day of the election, I told you I sent an email!"

SERIOUSLY!!

How, in the 24 hours I worked between the 3rd and the 4th, would you expect me to remember something you said in passing while I was trying to help someone?!

"I figured it was alright when I didn't hear from you."

SERIOUSLY?

I checked 4 spam filters and there was no email. So, you just assumed...

Whatever. In the overall list of things my landlord has done, this is nothing, but I'm stressed about Cagney's health and totally sleepless.

ARGH.

Any idea how one gets a kitty who has gone into crawl space inaccessible to humans out? Kitty might also not be able to get out? Ever heard of this happening? It's for a friend.

If a can of tuna doesn't persuade kitty to come out I have no idea. Make sure there is plenty of light so that kitty can see the direction of freedom.

Any idea how one gets a kitty who has gone into crawl space inaccessible to humans out? Kitty might also not be able to get out? Ever heard of this happening? It's for a friend.

Your friend may need to call some sort of emergency services if the kitty doesn't come out by morning.

They've called pet emergency services. They may have to pull out a wall.