Teff-kitty is sleeping
in the cat-tree in the sun.
He pretty-well swallowed
a long sharp bamboo skewer
last night. Robin chased him
into the basement. Now he’s sleeping,
and I think he’s eaten
and lapped a little water since
he pretty-well swallowed
that skewer. Somehow
it came out, but I’m
worried that the poor sleeping
guy may have the tip still lodged
in his throat somewhere. He seems
better, but his tail is twitching.
It happened on a late Saturday
night, or we would have taken
the now-sleeping beast to the clinic.
