Sa the Chicken Cat, henceforth referred to as Chicken, isn't such a wuss after all. She may be skittish as all get out but when it comes to defending her territory and fighting off attacks from her own kind she's got feline guts.
Last night when I came home from work, Chicken greeted me. At first I didn't notice anything wrong. But then I noticed she was limping.
Upon further inspection I discovered a half-inch gash in her right forepaw. She must've gotten it defending her territory from the interloper cat that's sprayed our front doorstep the last two nights.
She still hasn't shown any signs of fever or infection so the vet says just keep her leg disinfected and let it heal on its own (or we could come in and pay $100+ to have him disinfect it and give her an antibiotic she probably won't need).
Der Deutscher has this Healing Herb Oil he brought from Germany. It works really well as a disinfectant for animals of all shapes and sizes, except perhaps fish. =)
The problem? It smells very strongly, even to my poor, stunted human nose. I can't even begin to imagine what it smells like to someone with a real sniffer, like Chicken.
So, in order to use it on her (or any of the other pets for that matter) I've had to sneak up on her and simply douse it. No time for finesse.
It only takes a few drops to do the job. But, since there's no time to aim there's no way to know exactly how much will land on its intended target.
So far, I've done this twice. I'll keep it up until the wound completely dries up, stops oozing, whatever you want to call it.
Once she's doused she takes off. She'll then spend the next half hour or so trying to escape the smell attached to her front paw. Occasionally she'll lift the paw to her face, like she's going to lick it clean, get a whiff of the disinfectant, shake the paw and take off again.
It's hilarious, in a sad way. Hopefully the rest of Chicken's Christmas will go better than this.
Nimitz' Lady
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