What Vet
Fortunately, Mouse’s vet bills haven’t been ridiculous (knocking on my drawing board that they remain so). She’ll have a limp, at least for a while. She hobbles and trots… not putting any weight on her one paw. It’s both funny and sad at the same time… kinda like in Fried Green Tomatoes where the son person loses an arm… and they bury it. I’ve knick-named Mouse “The Hobbler.” I hope she’s not offended.
Wrap Max in a towel.
Take him to the vet to get his wounds treated.
Go to the ER to get your wounds treated.
Forget Max at the vet. Relax.
Joe, you mean twinkie don’t you? That cat should be left at the vet.
Twinkie’s a power house, he doesn’t need a vet. Get him some canned cat food, cat nip. Done and done.
Squid Man,
Ugh… What hath Joe wrote?
Yes, I did mean Twinkie. Check the time stamp. It was 3:18am here.
And I was using my phone. And… And… Any other excuse I can think of.
Panel 1 is funny in that Randie and Twinkie look so much like each other.
I’m amazed that Twinkie’s not showing any claws. I agree with Jack, Twinks has got way too much energy and does not look at all to be in need of any “help.” I also agree with Joe in that if Randie keeps trying to offer “help” to Twink, she’ll soon find herself in need of the receiving end of a medical patch job.
Ryan’s missing a huge opportunity here. He should be using his phone to film this feline versus woman cat fight. Hit record and let the fur fly.
We had a cat many years ago before we became dog people. I can relate t the cat to the vet struggle. I can also relate to the ensuing scratch woulds. That is why we’re now dog peope