Tuesday 9 February 2010: Ginger
Poor Ginge. Today I found a big infected wound on his belly. Something must have bitten him but I have no idea what. I'm assuming a snake would have killed him outright so maybe it was another cat or a spider or something.
Anyway, the vet put him under a general anaesthetic and drained the wound but he is not a well boy: throwing up, walking around doped to the eyeballs and generally feeling very sorry for himself.
Not the happiest blip today but hopefully he'll be back on his feet tomorrow