The year of the cat, has come to an end

It’s with a heavy heart, I write my goodbye to my little cabin in the woods, and more importantly to my cats. About a month ago, Romeo disappeared. The last thing he left me was the tail of a squirrel and since he always stayed by my side, I’m convinced that his last fight with said squirrel left him with a killer bite.

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Taking your cat to the vet AGAIN, Thai style

I seem to inherit cats who like to fight. My childhood cat, Big Boy, was such a cat. He seem to always have some sort of a wound which my mom would doctor. The next door dog was his nemesis.

Now I have Romeo. Dear Romeo. Sometimes I stare at Romeo and Pippin in wonderment. I’m amazed at how animals have personality. I remember the first time I took Romeo in after a fight. I asked the vet,  “Do you think he will do this again?” Dr. Duke replied, “Probably.”

I realized then this was just Romeo’s personality. He’s a killer and a fighter. He jumped the jump that made the vet and his assistant go, Sut yaut! (cool!) when trying to escape the room (he did). He is forever going places he shouldn’t (like my laundry) and now with all these new cats in the neighborhood, I fear he’s going to keep defending the honor of the home and land.

How to take your cat to the vet: a basket that shuts, a cover so he can’t see and bungee cords!
Thankfully Pippin is an easy going jolly fella who only investigates fights. In any cat case, I called Dr. Duke this morning and off Romeo and I went. Luckily we caught the wound just a short time after his scurry and scuffle. Dr. Duke was able to sedate, clean and suture (3 stitches!) his wound in an hour and now Romeo is back home with me.
Yes, i am heavily sedated…soon i will urinate all over myself and throw up so Lani can clean it up.

Well, there is a lot I need to do before I go to work. Here’s Dr. Duke’s phone number: 089.758.8186 He’s gentle with the animals, speaks good English and is located inside the moat, close to Wat Phra Sing.

I’ll leave you with the picture that says it all for me. Romeo is sedated and yet he can’t sit still, here he is making another attempt at the door. With his paw reaching for the sunlight, he passes out. Mr. Fighter…

When the master’s away, the cats will play…

here is the tail, now where is the lizard???
possible culprit
and his partner in crime…

Merry Christmas from Pippin & Romeo

the size, the smell, the gift at my bedroom door! the struggle must have been magnificent. i think i’m gonna be sick.