Relentless Inquiry

I put a damp compress on Boo's wound tonight, which I ought to have done last night, but she seemed really freaked after her Clavamox. So I did it beforehand. I'm glad I did. It *looked* fine, it didn't smell funky, but once I'd had a compress on it long enough to soften the scab slightly, I started seeing a little ring of pus around the scab. Not good. Put the compress back on. Seeing more. Decided to (gently!) squeeze and got a completely shocking quantity, maybe a quarter teaspoon, bursting forth. Eeek! After a couple more rounds of this, we'd probably gotten almost a teaspoon worth of pus out, with the last bit of it slightly bloody.

Overall: Very not good! The vet said this might happen, and if it did, to drop her off first thing in the morning. They'll use a local anaesthetic on her shoulder area and clean out the wound thoroughly, maybe snip the area and put in a stitch or two. It could be a spider bite, as we have black widows endemic here. It's hard to think they could get through all that fur, though. I really don't know, but I trust Dr Cameron and Dr Michael to figure it out, they're really really good.

I'm supposed to be at an all-day workshop tomorrow so Mike is going to drop Boo off at Cameron Veterinary before work tomorrow. I left them voicemail. I'm trying not to worry too much. She seems in good health except for the shoulder wound, is eating, drinking, playing with toy mice, etc. Really, *really* glad I brought her in Monday and got her started on the Clavamox, though. And that I did the compresses tonight, finding out that all wasn't going as well as it seemed from the outside. Poor Booster. Wet paper towels, ouchiness, and then a mouthful of nasty medicine. It's tuff to be a puff.