Shady-dude, a life of leisure

Enough with the vet visits already!

So last Thursday I was peacefully napping when mom got home from work. She came over and petted me (as she should). And then... SWOOP-PLOP-ZIP... I was in my carrier again. ?!?!?!?! The next thing I know we're back at the vet's office. Again.

Enough is enough, so I decided I had to make it clear to mom that I was NOT happy about these outings. Once we were in the room she unzipped my carrier, and went to pet me... and I turned my back on her. I don't have to punish her like this often, but when I do I know she understands my displeasure.

Then the vet-guy came in. I usually just let him admire me for a few minutes, he pokes me with the needle, then we're done. But this time... HE PINCHED MY TAIL. Yes, you read that correctly. He pinched me! At first he was just inspecting the part of my tail that I can't feel anymore, but then I got a pinch on my tail. I didn't move, but hissed (without looking at him 'cause I was still mad) and he stopped pinching.

As mad as I was, mommy was super happy. You see, when the vet finished pinching me he gave us good news. My tail is healing very well, and I don't have to go back for any more visits. Mom is going to continue soaking my tail twice a day, and eventually... get this... the dead tip will FALL OFF - probably within the next week or two. It sounds a little gruesome, but it is all completely dead anyway, kinda like a fingernail. Anyway, after the dead part falls off mom will soak my tail for another week or two, just to be sure, then we're done!

I want to say thanks again to all of my wonderful friends. Thanks to your pawrayers and pawsitive thinking my tail was saved. It'll be a littler shorter, but still all mine.

Purrrrrrrrs
- Seamus
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