Two days in a row!
Wow, two days in a row, can you believe it? I can't! Well, I wasn't really finished yesterday so I had to get in this little bit.
I just had to talk about one of my fury kids (I have 4, 2 dogs, 2 cats). My Chip kitty came home a week ago Sunday with a -broken?- tail. We hadn't seen him since Friday evening and were just starting to worry when he ran in the front door and straight to his food dish. He loves to be outside in the summer and we only see him a couple of times a day to eat. Brian followed him to his food and noticed his tail was missing hair and hung at a funny angle. I guess we'll never know what happened but something had crushed it pretty good. It must have got caught in a door or a cat trap or something. I think he was maybe stuck there for a while because he was so hungry when he got home. Here's a picture of his poor tail!

Well, we took him to the vet Monday morning and he gave us some antibiotics and said we should give it a week or 10 days and see if the tail end dies. He said it probably would but to wait and see. He pinched his tail with forceps on the end and there was no feeling in it so the nerve is obviously severed. He had plenty of feeling above the break though! So we have been waiting and watching and giving him medicine (quite a feat!) all week and the tail is not looking too good. Chip seems to be fine but the tail is definitely going to have to go. It's turning black and getting stiff. The only question that remains is do we take it off at the break or bob it. I personally want to take it off at the break. Every cat needs a tail! I'll have a positive way to identify him forever too! He'll be the one with the half length tail!
Chip has had a hard life. We first saw him as a kitten on the television news one morning. They were doing a piece from a local vets office and someone was holding him in the back ground and they asked about him and said he was available for adoption. He was so cute and I had just lost my Rico kitty that I loved. Bri-guy asked me if he should go get him and I said no, that I wasn't ready yet for a new kitty. Well, he showed up at my work with Chip about two hours later and once I saw and held him it was all over. I was in love. He'd had a tough life for an 8 week old kitten. He'd been attacked by a dog and had a hernia surgery on his tummy-oh, and they had fixed him already. He'd been through a lot but bounced back quick and didn't mind our dogs at all. He's never been a very big cat and he must have a lot of Siamese in him because he's very cross-eyed. He seems to get more that way all the time-he didn't start out that way. Oh well, it makes me like him even more.
It's funny how attached we get to these pets of ours. They bring a lot of joy to our lives without doing hardly anything. I guess it's because they love us unconditionally and are always there and seem to sense our moods and offer comfort in some way. I'm just glad my Chip is going to be okay. He's sure been staying closer to home this week too!
Enough for now, a bit of Billy to wrap up...for Chip...'these are not the best of times but they're the only times we've ever known.'