Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Bam

Last night, bliss together as I read Language Hat's Uglier Than A Monkey's Armpit.




In Escher style, no less.



Finally coaxed him out today for grass.


He even ate a little.




Now he's back to hiding. He must be in pain, he's not usually one to nurse a scare. My shin definitely has a dent from where his head hit. Maybe he knocked a tooth, no way to tell. I feel terrible, poor little guy.

5 comments:

herhimnbryn said...

Ouch Moby! Hide and heal old chap.

Dale said...

xoxo

Rosie said...

purrrs to moby

trousers said...

I'm currently looking after a cat whilst his staff are away, and hoping no such misfortune occurs on my watch: both me and the cat are sending our best wishes to Moby - hope your shin gets better too.

Zhoen said...

H,
Oh, he hid good. Back to normal this evening.

Dale,
(kitty sniff)

Rosie,
And he's been playing with a cat toy that's been around for years and he's never bothered with before.

Trou,
Oh, my shin is fine, I'm used to bruises. Just using it as a pain barometer. On the other hand, animals seem to heal up much faster than human animals.