My poor little kitty is not feeling so good. Ellen was petting him and found a sore. I thought, 'no big deal, he gets those.' But I came to look. Ewwwwwwww!He did indeed have a sore, a thumb-nailed sized open sore that oozed LOTS of pus and a little blood. It smelled horrible, I mean, incredibly horrible. It made me want to throw up.
Randy got some Bitter Yuck from the pet store to spray on his wound so he will quit licking it, but I'm not sure it will do the trick. Looks like we'll get to spend our extra cash (HA!) on a trip to the vet. Poor Spooky. The kids are all worried. Happy kitty vibes would be much appreciated.
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