My heart sank because I was already super bummed about our dog. I start imagining that he's got some horrible disease and will have to be put down. I get him to the vet that afternoon after the kids get out of school. The vet stuck a needle in it and pulled out infection. Thankfully only what appears to be an abscess. I'm not sure how he got it as he's been an indoor cat since we got him at the end of November from Bent's Old Fort--unless he and Alfie cat really got into and I just wasn't aware.
The vet put in a "drain" under his chin and he is on antibiotics. It looks pretty ugly, but he doesn't appear to be in pain and hopefully it will do the trick.
Also, he went into the vet with the name Teddy, but came out with the name Thea. I'm still not used to calling him a she. And now, tonight, the name has changed once again. My 2nd boy said he couldn't remember the name Thea and said he liked the name Cleo after a cat in the Tut Tut book we just read for his schoolwork. So Cleo it is. She's eating, drinking, purring well. She now has all her shots and will hopefully be a healthy kitty from here on out. Big knock on wood!
