+JMJ+ Thank you to everyone who prayed for him and has asked for an update on Major Tom (aka Tom Cat, aka Major Tom Cat Jones). Turns out it was not a BB gun wound after all. Seems something bit him and it had abcessed. I knew he was a fighter (he’s scrappy and he wins, he doesn’t back down, I had to break up one of his fights), but I didn’t know about this wound. It’s not as if I can scoop him up and inspect him the way I can Miss Lucy Dawg. She said he’s been well-behaved for them and has let them handle him. (Edit: The vet said that, not Miss Lucy Dawg. Oy.) Color me amazed. We’ll see how he does for me when he comes home tomorrow.
Major Tom has been treated for his wound, fixed, and inoculated. The vet gave him a logn-acting antibiotic and is giving me some pain meds for me to put in his food. I hope he will stay around here after his ordeal and let me give them to him. He’s also been microchipped so I suppose I can stop calling him a stray now, but I still hear that song every time I see him. Especially every time Lucy sees him. (She really likes him and follows him around like a little puppy dawg every time he’s in the house. When he was hanging around with us a lot, she would get up from her nap and run to see if he was still here. She is so disappointed when she realizes he’s not.)
Doc thinks Tom is between 3 and 6 years old. That’s quite a range and older than I thought he was. I thought he was maybe 2 or 3, but what do I know? Apparently nothing, except that I love that cat and I’ll be glad to have him back tomorrow. I will post updates.
Thanks for reading. I hope you’re staying well and that your Easter season doesn’t have this much drama in it, but I do hope you will become a SAINT. May the Lord bless you and yours and may His peace be always with you. +JMJ+