I went to visit the cats at the adoption center this afternoon. There was one that was pulled from the high-kill shelter last week.... a gorgeous torbie that was Flutter's look-alike with HUGE round green eyes that really melt your soul. Of course I had to see this pretty girl named Wild Blossom. Kathy told me that she seemed depressed because she is a "spit fire" and it wasn't like her to be so quiet.
I took her out of the cage and she was just a furry lump in my arms. I tried to play with her, I tried to brush her, etc. We decided to simply let her out to play (her idea of play was to sit on the cold tile floor) and I let out another beautiful brown tabby girl named January. The two girls were playing nicely until a fight broke out. Next thing I know, Blossom jumped up on the bench I was sitting on. She walked over to me and wrapped her paws around my wrist then bit me! My whole wrist and hand is scratched up to high heaven. One puncture mark on the top of my hand looks pretty deep and is swollen. I did NOTHING to encourage the attack -- I was just sitting there!
Wild Blossom surely lives up to her name. She is NOT a "spit-fire", she is psycho!
I ran to wash it then put antibiotic on it. I think I got everything good and will most definately look after it for any signs of infection or increased swelling. In the meantime.... owie. My whole hand hurts. Its litterally criss-crossed slices from long nails and teeth. She really dug in with her nails.
Poor Wild Blossom..... she is not going to find a home if she continues to act like this. I most certainly will not take her! Kathy said she does that attack thing A LOT.
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