Toothless Salmo
Monday, November 05, 2007
I thought baby food in a jar smelled bad when Carlita started solids, but now that we have to buy Salmonella wet cat food I’m having to redefine “bad”. Wet cat food smells like something crawled into a musty old barrel and died a slow, painful death over the course of several moist months, just add a little sauce that has the potential to be part of something good, and voilà! Wet cat food.
While Carlita’s fever was hogging all the attention, Salmo was walking around looking particularly under the weather. This is so not the Salmo we know and love, and while we can’t be sure how long she suffered until we caught on, I’m fairly certain it wasn’t too long. Or so I hope.
There was an emergency vet appointment, which showed a broken jaw and several teeth knocked in on one side. Her tail was also limp which suggested it might be broken. She was given painkillers and antibiotics, got her jaw stitched, some teeth pulled and Jelly Man was told to take her to a bigger vet the following day. There they took x-ray’s and saw that yup, a tail bone was out of place. She had her jaw restitched, her tail fixed, tooth-remains removed and got sent home.
So, obviously she has to eat wet cat food, and I just absolutely loathe the smell of it. Although I’m not too fond of the smell of poo either, yet I wipe butt every day. But, I digress..
She is so much better now. Salmonella is a very affectionate cat and has fits of love where she rubs her musk all over us, especially our faces. For a while there the stench that came wafting at me when she would have one of her fits was just.. unbelievable. Fortunately there is no more post-op cat halitosis. Just the normal kind. But thank goodness for an alive Salmo. Couldn’t do without her.
Yay for recovering pets! We’ve got the x-ray’s somewhere here - I’m plotting a way to get them online..
