So, Trauma scared the shit out of me today.

I came home from school (about an hour or so after posting my last post,) go in my room, and noticed watered-down blood stains on the bed where Trauma sleeps. She wasn't home, so I couldn't check her, so I continued with other things. I knew she wasn't dying immediate, because I'd seen her this morning when I'd fed her and she had all her limbs.

When she waltzed in, I stopped to look her over, and didn't notice anything at first. Then I remembered that she had come in at like midnight, smelled really bad and cleaning herself. I sniffed her until I could regionalize the bad smell (her rear,) and looked closer. And freaked out. She had a hole. At the base of her tail to the right. I called the vet, and went.

I was almost to the point of freaking out in the vet's office, but she's ultimately ok. Apparently, she just had an abscess about the size of the tip of the vet's finger (my thumb?) that no one noticed, and it just so happened to pop on my bed last night. She's under house arrest (no outdoors for two weeks~) and on a time release anti-biotic. She's going to go stir crazier than me.

I saved 5% on my bill though, because they had a little trivia thing at the front window with two questions, and I texted Karl in my fret-time as they looked at Trauma to ask him the answer. I cheated, but oh well~ The dog revered by Chinese Emperors for like 2,000 years were the Pekinese.Yay for $3.13 cents saved!

Trauma is now an $120 cat.