Our huge male cat Parker is part Maine Coon and likes to play in water as Maine Coons do. To get to the bathroom sink for the morning ritual of Taciturn running water in which he can splash, T noted he seemed to bump into his old fashioned double edged razor which was by the sink. T moved it while he chuckled over some imagined scenarios that could be caused by the cat playing with the razor. Meanwhile, Parker was dipping his paws in the sink and shaking them off. I happened to glance at the bathroom mirror to note in horror that it was covered with droplets of blood. So was everything on the counter and part of the bathroom wall.
Suddenly the imagined scenarios no longer were funny.
The idea of him running through our rental house leaving a bloody trail on the carpeting was not appealing so after leaving him in the bathroom for a half hour, he is now in his kennel to allow the scant bleeding that continues to stop. The female cat is also in hers after she exhibited some "You're in the kennel and
I'm not!" behavior. Plus, since we are leaving on Thursday to go back to South Dakota, we need to re acclimate them to the kennels anyway.
Like
Kirkepiscatoid said the other day, this has not been a good week for pets of the blogworld!
