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22 May 2002 @ 02:48 pm
furry demons  
Well, Leonard solved my dilemma; the wound healed over nicely and then blew up overnight into a abscess of the instantly recognizable type. He has been dutifully hauled off to the vet, poked, and plied with pink stickysweet antibiotics, and now is eating tuna happily in the kitchen. No outdoors for him until it's healed.

Which you could either read as a verdict that I should return to my hypochondriac ways, or a victory for the side of 'you'll know it if he gets sick.'
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hegemony hedgehogagrimony on May 22nd, 2002 04:58 pm (UTC)
I vote victory on the side of you'll know when he's sick :)
Tayefethtayefeth on May 23rd, 2002 06:45 am (UTC)
Me, too.:-)
Alix (Tersa)tersa on May 24th, 2002 01:16 pm (UTC)
I would caution that behavior is as much an indicator of illness as 'is wound a red inflamed pustule of spurting doom'.

It sounds like Leonard has been 'off' for a while now.