Two of my boys, Hagrid and Bob, have grown up together and are best buddies--except when either of them visits the vet. They were neutered at the same time, and when I brought them home Hagrid started attacking poor Bob. A real fur-flying attack. Bob was still pretty much feral then, so it was a major socialization setback.
Well, Hagrid went to the vet Tuesday because he had an ingrown claw (he's a polydactyl and has an extra claw hidden between toes that he can't extend and sharpen). When I brought him home and let him out of the carrier, he started after Bob, who ran and hid. Angel freaked out too, for no particular reason as far as I can tell (except that maybe he thought that cone-wearing Hagrid was from outer space).
So now Bob's been hiding behind my computer monitor (it's a really big monitor) for the past couple of days. Hagrid chases the poor guy whenever he ventures out. And, of course, Hagrid's in a bad temper generally because his paw hurts and he has to wear a cone.
I just can't figure out why Hagrid (who's such a gentle cat that the vet didn't have to sedate him to take care of his paw) would take things out on his best friend. He and Cricket don't especially like each other--you'd think that if he was going to go after anyone, it would be her. Of course, Cricket wouldn't run and hide like Bob does--she'd give it right back to him.
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