Rocky Road

Just a quick update on our newfound friend...

As you can see, Rocky came home yesterday and has settled into his new comfier life.  He's currently hanging out by himself in our finished attic, and thinks the futon is pretty darn comfy.

The results of the vet's investigations are that Rocky had a severe abscess in one front leg, his other front paw had been bitten clean through, and he had a nasty gash on his ear, along with other cuts and abrasions.  He was a mighty sick kid from the infection.  After a bunch of work, he's now had a drain put into the abscess (ew!), a big dose of antibiotics, all the wounds have been cleaned.  He's bleeding and oozing all over the attic.  I think that futon cover will never be the same again.

Oh well.

Oh, and he got neutered.  Papa is no longer a rolling stone!

I have never encountered a cat who endured all the discomfort and pain with such grace.  He lets us do whatever is needed to keep his wounds clean, and purrs the entire time anyone is even near him.  In fact, I don't think I've spent more than a minute with him when he wasn't purring.  I'm a little afraid he'll vibrate himself to pieces.

The happy boy:

He's also going to eat us out of house and home.  He eats with such frantic enthusiasm that he flings food everywhere.  The cone of shame is certainly not helping with that.

I am betting that once he starts feeling better, he may start resenting this whole captivity thing.  Maybe not.  Only time will tell.  For now, though, he's clearly thinking he might be able to get used to this new life of his.