Otis's terrible, awful, no-good, very bad day.

[apocalypsos]

This morning, Otis was licking at his still-swollen arm a lot. So I went over to the bed to check out his arm and noticed that his arm was leaking pinkish fluid on my bedsheets.

So after calling off work and packing Otis away in a carrier, I headed off to the vet. He meowed a few times in the car but was really quite good overall, right until I got into an exam room with a vet tech and the vet and he refused to come out. So I reached into the carrier and pulled him out.

Apparently, his abscess must have ruptured once again, because his whole arm was soaked in bloody discharge when I pulled him out.

Soooo ... yeah. The poor baby is staying the night at the vets while they drain the damn thing, and I am throwing my bedsheets into the wash for the third time since Thursday.