And today, we have Benny back in the spotlight!
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I’ve been thinking Ben might be a candidate for a vet visit in the near future. He’s been terribly obnoxious about jumping on Bart and trying to do the dirty. And Bart is too arthritic to really do much about it. It’s mostly just posturing on Ben’s part, I’m sure, because he never gets past the biting the back of the neck or the upper back. I’ve never seen any mounting.
I’m thinking Bart is not the only cat who’s being bothered by Ben. Yesterday, I was watching television and reading through the paper when I heard a cat fight out back. I put down my coffee and walk out yelling. And I see Jackie has Benny cornered by one of the cathouses in the back yard. I see a huge area of grey fluffy fur on the ground under the laundry room window. I tell Jack to just walk away, leave him alone. I make sure we’ve got eye contact. It took four or five messages to him to back off until he did. Then I went over and pulled Benny out of the house, growling at me the entire time. I brought him inside and rubbed my hands down his sides. I found a tooth. A lower canine.
Then I notice Georgie seems pretty upset, puffy and breathing hard, up on the kitchen counter. I look at him and see much grey fur in his back claws. And I start to understand what happened.
Benny most likely decided he was going to show George who was boss, just like he does Bart. But Georgie is not decrepit like Bart and he fights back. Now, I don’t know if any of you are familiar with cat fights in a multi cat home, but it’s like a schoolyard fight. There’s an audience and it’s a safe bet that when one participant backs off, another is willing to step in and continue the scuffle. And I think George got away and Jackie stepped in.
I checked George’s mouth and he has all of his canines. The tooth has to belong to Jackie. There’s not much to do at this point. I’m not overly worried about it, I’ve noticed that a couple of the oldsters have lost teeth. Mickey, Bart, Kirby, just three that I’m sure of.
Anyway, I started Ben on amoxicillan yesterday morning, just in case. He was pretty sore yesterday afternoon, couldn’t jump up onto the counter and had a hard time jumping from the coffee table to the sofa. Last night while we watched television, he curled up next to me, and I cradled my arm around him and he seemed pretty content.
But I think in the near future, Benny will be making a little trip down to the corner and visit with the fine people at the vet’s office.
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