Anyone who has ever visited the Richter household probably knows how Twinkie will try to escape his life as a domesticated cat the second a door is opened. He succeeded so many times that Justin and I finally gave up...and let him enjoy some time in the wild outdoors. Unfortunately, this led to a pretty rough summer for poor little Twinkie - during which he experienced several run-ins with a mean and puffy stray who gave our little boy a permanently notched ear and, most recently, a nasty bite at the base of his tail.
The tail bite got infected, and Twinkie spent a day at the vet getting his tailbone area shaved and flushed. He returned home drugged up and sporting a humiliating plastic cone. To add insult to injury, Twinkie gets disoriented when he has gear on his head, and can only walk backwards. We discovered this last Christmas when we put him in an elf costume (see attached video) and unfortunately the same holds true for his medical cone!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Poor Twinkie!
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Purrrr Twinks! Brett feels his pain. He has recently been a conehead himself!
upload the video where dylan falls down doing his squirrel
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