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2002-07-10
Buster busted me up: Little Buster has been feeling under the weather lately. (He's a kitten, and lives in our bedroom with his sister Lucy and his brothers Bobby and McGee).
We're worried about him. In the past few days, he's been sleeping more and more, and seems rather listless and inactive. And a little extra warm.
We don't have the money to take him to the vet, so we've just been keeping an eye on him, wishing him well, and making sure he is getting to nurse from his mom, Apache. (Yes, all the kittens are still nursing a bit - they're 2.5 months old now, and in the process of being weaned slowly by their mom).
Today, David got out some liquid kitten vitamins, to see if that will help the little guy. I volunteered to hold him while David worked the syringe and pried open his unwilling mouth. This was my first mistake.
My second mistake was not using the scruff-of-the-neck approach when holding him. Big mistake.
I got slashed rather viciously by one of his claws, right on my right index finger. We're talking a wound about an inch long. He opened a wicked flap of skin which bled immediately.
That said, it's really not that bad. I washed it off and put a bandaid on, and it doesn't hurt. I'll survive. But I feel stupid. Argh.
