For anyone who knows the Mog stories by Judith Kerr, the title of this post will be familiar. Mog gets into all kinds of scrapes which her family are increasingly exasperated by until she starts licking Debbie's hair during the night and making her think she's being eaten by a tiger. However, in the end, she saves the day and is a hero. While Scruffy hasn't been giving us bad dreams (I am pleased to say) he has been in yet another scrape recently.
(He doesn't like having his photo taken and usually closes his eyes - I was lucky in this photo because he wasn't looking straight at me. )
And again in this photo...
Scruffy has always been a bit of a worry. He has an itchy skin condition which means a trip to the vet for a steroid injection every few months. He is also a bit of a bruiser when he is patrolling his territory and has had a few injuries from some of the many cats that live around the area. He was a bit subdued last Thursday night and Friday morning and on Friday evening, when we got home, we noticed blood on his neck. Luckily the vet could fit us in and off we went. He had been fighting and had received a bite on his neck which had become infected. The vet sorted him out and said he had been really lucky because the bite was nasty and had been very near an artery!
