After a long and late drive home from visiting family in SC, I walk in to find Stella Luna in a pickle. I cleaned and bandaged what could, gave her a good dose of antibiotics I saved from our last vet escapade and went to bed. The next day found me arguing with the local vet office, debating on whether to treat it on my own or making the drive to Columbus, GA to the tried and trusted Benning Animal Clinic. I choose the latter. A good dose of "kitty dope" later we got her cleaned up and discovered more than the one bite wound. I then shelled out all my birthday earnings to Dr. Keri for a job well done, yet again, on my mischevious animals.
This is what happens when kitty talks smack to the wrong tom.
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