A Drunken Frenzy

I woke up at the crack of dawn today and went down to the kitchen; something didn't seem right since late that night when I heard weird noises right before shutting my eyes. I was too tired or resigned to investigate for the umptenth time, knowing that Princess is always getting into something... be it 'stealing' the cap off of the water bottle, jumping down from the counter, 'attacking' the fake fig tree, or god knows what else. I think she's been going through another heat cycle too. So, I go down to the kitchen at the crack of dawn and discover to my horror that they've managed to open the kitchen pantry door... must've left it a crack open. Everything was in disarray, half the stuff off the shelves was strewn all over the floor, it was mostly pet stuff. Princess's old petsitting report sheets, old medicines from before, pi-cups, syringes, everything... Including a bag of catnip that was never opened... I have no idea where it came from.

Catnip was everywhere up and down the pantry ... I finally saw what remained of the empty plastic bag... They were both in a frenzy. Next thing I know, I hear a plaintive meow from around the corner, wondering which one is it now... I run over just in time to see Princess crouching in front of Gabriel - Gabriel, taking an aggressive about-to-pounce stance. Broke it up and went back to sleep... This was way too early to deal with. But I made sure to close the pantry door (!) This proved to be not good enough; I should have separated them, I didn't realize just how frenzied they were.

By the time I woke up later (much later..), I found Gabriel with his one eye totally shut.

You've probably all seen their fighting by now on the latest video but it'd be hard to say who did what to whom... :) ... Did Gabriel push it too far and he got his proverbial oats? Or was Princess a frenzied dominatrix once more?

I had to rush him to the vet... We ended up spending an entire 2 hours there today. He must of been in quite a bit of pain because he didn't make a peep during the drive over there. I only had to go after him twice before I could put him in the carrier, he had given up. The vet had to administer a special dye on his eye, shine an ultraviolet light on him to see just how bad the scratch was, rinse it off, and then some. She showed me the scratch under the black light - it was big. All over his eye in fact.... But she said it wasn't deep and she thought it should heal in time. We then had to give him eye ointment. Incredibly, he was patient throughout most of the ordeal. He liked the vet tech, and he was fine with the vet as well. He just didn't like the male vet tech, part of his pattern (he's got a thing against males in general.)

Something about this whole visit put me in a really bad mood... Just ... seeing Gabriel being man-handled (the vet told me not to touch him when she was working on his eye), and hearing him weakly protest in his squeaky voice just took the perk out of me.

They wanted $210.00 when all is said and done... After the receptionist saw my shocked face, they reduced it to minus "the $60.00 emergency fee".... I was thinking, what the hell would I do if I didn't have the money?? Would I be begging? I mean, my cat could go blind... We have to return on Monday because his eye needs to be monitored closely. I have to give him the ointment 3 times a day... good luck on that... Gabriel likes to use his paws to express himself if you know what I mean...