Off goes my sweet boy Terry, to get his fancy new eyelips.
I hate having to take him to the vet and leave him there. He’s my sweet little snuggler, and I hate the thought of him being scared and alone.
(And I know they’ll take really good care of him. They always do!)
I will be so glad when the operations are over and the eyelips are healed.
(I might miss his squint a little bit, though, once it’s gone. I love it when he peers up at me like a little old man.)
In my comments yesterday, Helene asked for a close-up of Sam’s face.
This is the eye where part of the graft fell off. It looks really good, compared to how it looked before surgery. It just looks a little hairless! (See it larger, here.)
I wasn’t able to get a straight-on shot of him, but you can see his still-healing eye on the right side of the picture (his left eye). (See the picture larger, here.)
Also in my comments yesterday, CatFancy said it would be nice to see pictures of the house cats (we call ’em “permanent residents”). Your wish is my command! (For the record, there are a lot of pictures of the permanent residents uploaded over at my Flickr account, but you kind of have to dig through the foster pictures to find them, and I’m not so great at organizing those pictures into sets, either. That’s one of the many things on my mental “to do” list!)
Kara found herself on the outside window ledge (she jumped from the ground to the air conditioning unit and from there to the window ledge; Tommy does it all the time), and didn’t seem to know what to make of the experience.
Note: Our cats are allowed limited access to the outside. We have an electric fence around the perimeter of the back yard (as well as a regular fence), and the cats who tend toward climbing the fence (Kara, Tommy, Sugarbutt) wear collars that will beep if they get within a few feet of the fence – you can see the collar on Kara in that picture above. If they keep going, they’ll get a quick zap from the collar that doesn’t hurt them, just startles them. All three of them know exactly what it means when their collars beep, and they’ll back right off from the fence when they hear the beep.
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Previously
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: “See? My foot IS as big as my head!”