a post from the mom
Let me preface this whole thing with a couple of thoughts. First - Chanel is special. No doubt about that. She gives me a run for my money on any given day. She doesn't not process the world around her like any other cat I have met or lived with in my life. What fascinates her from day to day is a mystery so trying to stay two steps ahead of her just isn't going to happen. I adore this cat and this is her forever home....but there are days she makes me bang my head on my desk.
A little background - the foster room is what would normally be the dining room in the condo. I split it off using 3 screen doors screwed together to make folding doors. There is a pass through from the dining room into the kitchen. I have tried various methods to block it but still allow light to come through. Daiquiri went over a couple of years ago in the middle of the night and ticked off a momma cat. However, it has been safe since then.....until last week.
I spent the weekend at my parents' house and was on my way home Monday morning when the pet sitter sent a text that he came in to cat screaming and ran upstairs to see a certain tuxedo cat climbing over the screen doors making her escape. He checked everyone as much as he could and everyone seemed fine.
Upon getting home, the resident cats were VERY jumpy. In fact, about an hour after getting home, Goldfish came out from under the sofa and went slinking down the hall. I can only presume she had been under there all day. No one else was coming into the living room for very long. And upon checking the foster room, there were tufts of black and white hair all over the place. Chanel had definitely gotten her butt kicked.
She was acting fine and all seemed well though she would sit with her right front foot held up from time to time. However, she is weird about having her feet touched, so I couldn't get a good look at it.
Then Thursday night I was petting her and a scab came off of her ear (with the hair being black I hadn't notice until then). I grabbed her, pinned her down and gave her as much of a once over as I could by myself (I swear that cat is part octopus). Turns out she has a puncture wound in one ear. And...she pulled out a toe nail (probably climbing over the doors). Friday morning I called the vet and made an appointment for that afternoon.
Turns out Miss Adventure (see what I did there?) has a puncture in one ear, several scratches over the back of her head and shoulders, and pulled a toe nail out. She was on pain meds for a couple of days but thankfully it will grow back.
Everything seems to be back on an even keel, so hopefully there will be no lasting effects. I did laugh though when the vet tech mentioned that maybe Chanel learned a lesson. Before I could say anything, Dr F laughed and said "I doubt it."