This afternoon Junior (the cat who pissed all over my car yesterday) came back home, minus a couple appendages. He was still groggy from the anasthetic they gave him, so it was hilarious and kinda sad to watch him wobble around the house. Any little sound would freak him out, but whenever he’d jump, he’d just about fall down. And when he walked, he looked drunk. I mean, you can’t blame him for being so messed up. He had never been to the vet before, never been in a car before, never had shots or surgery. And he couldn’t eat through it all. So it was like a cat’s worst nightmares all wrapped into one. Poor guy.
He’s doing much better now, and has been eating a TON of food. He still meows some, but not near as much or as loud as before. He should be completely better by Saturday.