Mom noticed the "wound" on the right (in the picture) when she took a picture of me with a treat on my head for sweet Sugar's ten second treat trick. Today she noticed the smaller one on the left.
How could this possibly happen? How could my handsomeness be marred in such a grievous way? I have a suspicion.
I have many, many kitty friends (some of my best friends are kitties) and they will be tempted to say that if the culprit swatted me I probably deserved it.
But I have nothing but love in my heart and play in mind. Is it my fault he is a grumpy gus (you will notice I selected the only picture we have of him that makes him look grumpy)? All I do is go up to him and try to be friendly and whack!
Well Caesar is not the only potential culprit. Another possibility is crazy Sabrina. Since dad rearranged the room, she has a new hiding place and has turned into a sniper of sorts. Take a look at this sneak attack.
I guess I will just have to be extra careful with these deadly felines around. Anyone have any ideas to help get these blemishes to heal faster?
