Okay, I didn't mean to do it. The other night I was coming in the front door and I slammed the door behind me. I remember seeing the cat (Sadie) sitting in the middle of the front room looking at me and the door. I just figured she would stay put. Well, never assume what a cat will do. She decided at the last second that she wanted out and that she could beat the closing door. I heard two distinct thumps. That was strange. I turned around and saw a tuft of fur on the floor. I thought to myself, "I sure hope that's one of her play mice." It wasn't.




After a couple of days the tail dried up and hasn't given her any trouble. She's been nibbling at it and has taken a few millimeters off over the past couple of weeks. I don't know if it will ever be completely gone. The fur ahs been closing around the wound but you can still see the little brown stub sticking out.
3 comments:
So is the rat tail going away?
Oh that poor kitty! That should teach her to try to beat the closing door! Ouch!!!
Oh, poor little Sadie. I'm sure at the time she was wishing she was a manx cat. Poor baby! Glad she's OK now. Eeewww!
Love, Aunt Tuny
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