Since I posted photos of Buttercup, I figured I should give Houdini some equal time. His fur is beginning to grow back in and you can tell (maybe not in these photos) the different colors of his coat…the silver, brownish, and black. The brownish part of his coat reminds me of a Burmese that we had when I was very young. When he has his full persian coat, the silver does not show up well.
Please ignore the weeds in my photo…seems Houdini was glad to finally be able to “hang” outside after those several days of severe weather we were having. He appeared to be so flat to the ground and so still that I was concerned that he was dead…yikes! I am still paying on the vet bill from his accident surgery. As you can tell by the second photo, he is alive…but only appears lifeless in another spot on the sidewalk. 🙂
Houdini came home on Tuesday. My, oh my! Though he was extremely weak, he acted as though he was happy to be home. He looked terrible!
Today, I decided to share a few photos. I wish I could find a good “prior to the accident” photo of him, but no luck thus far. We asked the Vet to shave Houdini, because he looked as though he had mange. Because his fur was so matted, all he could do is lick himself bald in places. I brushed as much as he would allow, but he looked pathetic.
The upclose photo shows a bit where is jaw has been wired and where his tooth has been removed.
Our poor cat…..
Things have been topsy turvey around here lately. After returning from our 5 days out of town, we found that our cat “Houdini” was not well. Actually, when we first returned, he was nowhere to be found, but at 3:00 AM, we decided that he was most likely just tucked away in slumber somewhere. The next day proved no better in locating the darling little Houdini, a black/silver persian with a terrific underbite. He has disappeared before, but never for this long and I was beginning to get worried.
I don’t know why I took a look inside the dog house, but there he was…on what appeared to be his death bed. Panting and weak. My eyesight is poor and even worse in dark corners, but I thought that the reason his mouth was open because of the panting. My first thought was that the person that was taking care of our pets didn’t realize that I needed the cat to be fed also, but as we soon found out my assumptions were way off.
DH removed Houdini from the pillow and placed him in a carrier. Houdini has a bad habit of lashing out at the oddest moments, so knowing that he was not well kept us from close examination until we could get him contained. Closer examination showed what appeared to us as a broken jaw. The vet confirmed said assumption and added a diagnosis of gross infection in the jaw, as well as a broken shoulder. Ouch!
The vet determined that the shoulder would have to heal on its on, but the jaw would have to be wired and ultimately teeth pulled because the jaw might not line up properly. Poor cat! We felt terribly that we didn’t find him for a couple of days and that we had no idea of how long he had been injured. The teenager caring for him, could not give specifics of when the last time she saw him, so there is just no telling how long he had been suffering.
Houdini is a most unusual cat that we rescued from the local animal shelter. Personally, I think he suffers from a multiple personality disorder…and about 4 of those personalities barely tolerate us, just as we barely tolerate them. There are moments, although short, where he can be the sweetest, most gentle, loving animal around…but when one of the alter egos appear….LOOK OUT! Here’s to hoping that with the surgery and near death experience, some of those personalities fall by the wayside, rather than dear Houdini gaining any further unwelcome “guests” to his small frame.