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I thought I would start a new thread.....
I go today after work to see the boy. We get in a private room, they bring me food, a brush and comb.....so just me and Curtie were together. Bonding. He ate a little.....I brushed him....he loves that.....after awhile he kept looking to the bench or floor or the ceiling...and he would cry.....so, I figure he is trying to escape or lets say wanting to.....I pick him up and go to the door to the back of the room. That door is to the back where everyone is working.......I just step one step out and saw the vet and said I was done with him, like where do you want him....and no sooner I said that he clamps down on my pointer finger on my right hand and just kept chomping it.....
....The vet yells.....DROP HIM......I did.....onto this counter that was RIGHT THERE.....he just kept chomping.... ......OMG!!!!!! when he got done he jumps down and they were all scrambling.....taking me to the sink and getting Curtis....Talk about pain.....OMG....it was like he used it like a fricken hot dog or something.....I have holes every where on that finger and a couple on the back of my hand.....they cleaned it....I kept my eyes closed....started feeling pukie, too.....so, off to the clinic I go to get antibiotics....I had to fill out this paper for the state just saying I was bit and who he belonged to and did he have his shots (which he does of course)......Cat bites are very bad I guess.....I got a pain shot in the butt too.....this thing hurts.....but I had to laugh, the little girl at the vet said to me, * you didn't cry or cuss*...
I said, *I didn't know you could use the *F* word here..... Another lady thats been there forever says.....* with cat bites you can use the *F* word*..... Soooooo Mr. Curtis is staying the weekend....
I still love him......
I was totally caught off guard by this....
