the kitten chronicles - part 122

"Raise a little hell, raise a little hell, raise a little hell." Rooney's theme song has landed him in the cone of shame. But let's back up. Yesterday was Nuppin Day. The boys were delivered to the kindly cat doctor early in the A.M. I got the call later that morning that everything had gone well - no stitches! - and that I could pick them up after the drugs wore off at 6:30. When I arrived that evening the nurse told me, "one of them is a trouble-maker". "Would that be the black and white one?", I guessed. Yes. As soon as Rooney came out of his drug induced stupor he began to gnaw at where his nuppins once were. So now he is encased in a blue plastic cape that makes him look like a kind of weird cat clown. This is very disheartening for him. The plastic cape makes a crinkling sound when he lies down. And is a dead giveaway when he tries to sneak up on anybody. It also makes him look so strange that Rufus hissed at him when they were put back into their carrier. Still, it's only for a week I tell him. It makes you look like a super hero. Rufus just laughs, "Ya, Doofus Man." xxx dad