Poor Redford... the MOnday of the week Keaton disappeared, Redford showed up with a large gash at the base of his tail. It was a clean cut, not an animal bite; he managed to slice himself open on something. He needed ten stitches, a drain, painkillers and antibiotics! And he had to stay in the granary for two weeks (in fact, he's still there. Indoor life seems to suit this barn cat!)
He was remarkably tolerant of his cone, almost proud of it!
The cone came off last Tuesday, and he has healed up really well. I would LOVE to know how he hurt himself. I hate having any outdoor cats, but we have such vermin problems in our barn without a few barn cats on patrol!
Meanwhile, Monty got skunked for the first time last week...
THat's mud on his ruff. My theory is, a skunk paraded itself along the fenceline, and Monty was trying to dig under the fence to get at it, but failed and instead got a shot of Pepé Le Pew parfum!
Meanwhile in Spain, things are smelling much sweeter. Today we walked around the beautiful town of Estepona...
People here take a lot of pride in their homes. It really is a very beautiful country!
And flashback to earlier this year when we did Cats on Your Mats yoga, and dear Keaton had the time of his life!