I've been walking around the house commenting on Allen's feline acne for two weeks now. I've told hubby how bad it looks, and how I think its time he goes to the vet for an official look at it. He's ignored me, thinking I'm just being obsessive again... making something out of nothing.
Today I left the house for a whole 45 minutes, and returned to a hubby that has been shredded top to bottom, and a son that looks somewhat less bloody. What happened you ask? Hubby FINALLY saw Allen's chin and decided to POP Allen's acne, the way you'd pop a human's pimple or blackhead.
Poor orange dude now has a BADLY swollen chin, and refuses to come out of hiding. All those scratches... hubby and son deserve it for torturing the poor cat. Then hubby says "it looks real sore and you could tell it hurts him to be touched" Then why on earth would you try to squeeze his infected chin???? OMG... common sense is in short supply around here!
But I HAD to pull him out of hiding to make sure the chin is completely clean and rub some Neosporin on it. Thanks goodness for the pillowcase tip. I never saw Allen so reactive. We cleaned it and put antibiotic cream on it, and I fed him wet food for his troubles, which seemed to earn me a few brownie points, but hubby and son are still in the doghouse.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry over this. Poor, poor Allen. What did he do to deserve a mauling on his sore chin?
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