Saturday, February 6, 2010

Don't Look at Me! I'm Hideous!


Remember Oliver? Of course you do! Who could forget such a specimen of cathood! We even gave him his own name for Wile E. Coyote from Looney Tunes: Maximus furballius felinicus (remember those crazy latin names that would pop in those cartoons? Am I the only Looney Tune fanatic around these parts?).....He's gorgeous! He's strong! He's bold! He gets Holly in trouble for his shenanigans!


He's.....


He's.....




He's.....


Ummmm.....



NAKED!!!!




Oh, good grief. Isn't it just disgraceful! Well, it's all because of this:



He hurt himself. I won't go into the details and arguments and fury I had during my visit to the vet, but the short story is this: He had a big nasty wound. It required stitches. They said they would "have to clip around the wound, and would also remove the matting he had on his belly...." Ummm, excuse me, but this is not his belly. This is his whole body. Even after I emphasized he is an outside cat (who believes himself to be an indoor and/or garage cat, depending on his whims.) However, he ran out of the house when a door wasn't closed quick enough and was shivering within minutes of being outside. So, now he's stuck inside. And yes, you will notice him bleeding in the above picture. He ripped out a stitch between the vet and here. So, now he has Vick's on it. He's leaving it alone now.



I was horrified when I saw him. Kelsey was too. You should have seen their reunion. Oliver ran up to Kelsey like she was his long lost, best friend in the world, rubbed all over her, and all Kelsey would do is sniff him and try to sidle away at the same time. It was cute. And sad. I decided to get my camera to document the reunion, but of course it was done by then. Of course he smells like the vet's office and Vicks so I really can't blame Kelsey. But Oliver was pretty traumatized by the whole experience...

"Don't look at me. I'm hideous!"

So, Lord Fluffy is not so very fluffy anymore. And, as it turns out, not nearly as huge as I thought he was going to be under all of that fur....

8 comments:

The Park Wife said...

O.K. did you catapult the cat over the moat to find Ty Pennington to build you a drawbridge. Um, next time, catapult a kid (I am SO kidding).

I hope it dries up soon there!
The Park Wife

Andi said...

Ohmigosh! Ty Pennington is at this moment 30 minutes up the road doing an Extreme Makeover! Do you think he can spare a few minutes to come build me a drawbridge?

Dawn said...

ARE YOU KIDDING!!!! TY Pennington!!!! yummy!

Poor furball. You paid a lot for that haircut!

Jaime Kubik said...

When I was in middle school my dad had such bad allergies that we had to make a lot of changes in the house. We had three cats at the time and the allergy doc said we didn't have to get rid of the cats, but they could not be in Dad's room where he slept and that once a week we had to bathe them all. (YES, BATHE THREE CATS WEEKLY!) We also had an Oliver type cat -- very fluffy, but once wet, quite the scrawny looking thing. What we found so funny was that after all of them were cleaned they would hide. They truly did act as if embarrassed at how awful they looked. It was always so sadly funny. Sorry to hear about Oliver. It's never fun when our pets get hurt!

mindy@thesuburbanlife said...

Good night! That cat does look hideous. =) The poor thing looks humiliated. My dog always sulks after his haircut. He's totally trying to pull off the beach-bum Zac Efron look and I keep forcing Navy Seal on him.
Mindy
www.thesuburbanlife.com

Marilyn said...

Sorry about Oliver, I wondered where Ty Pennington was. Have you been by the site.?

thelumberjackswife said...

You should totally get him to build you a drawbridge.
You would be the envy of your entire neighborhood. :)

Roni said...

Sorry, Andi, but I gotta tell ya, that is one ugly cat. Really. But I'm glad he is okay! And all that fluffy hair will grow back one day! :-)