After we finally got the beastie dealt with, got the tree more-or-less up, bought stuff for dinner on Christmas, and wrapped presents, we settled down for the evening, and put on the Christmas video (Death Defying Acts).
And Boe limped across the room.
So we went off to spend two hours at the Emergency Vet.
Hey, otherwise the poor man would be bored and lonely.
Now, two vet exams later, we still don't know exactly why the boy is limping.
The working hypothesis is that he got bitten on the quadriceps, and the bite is considering becoming an abscess, but isn't there yet.
He's on lots of antibiotics, and except for the limp, is just fine.
The fill-in vet was clearly a non-cat guy.
He put Boe down on the floor to watch him walk, and Boe – of course – dove under the chair and wouldn't come out.
"Here, boy," from across the room does not work on cats.
Is it T.S. Elliot who says a cat is not a dog?
As long as he was checking him out carefully, though, he discovered that the boy has one enlarged kidney, and one very little one.
It may just be the way he is put together.
Boe isn't even two yet, so it's a little early for kidney disease.
But we will be hearing from them when the radiologist gets back.