Quimby had his surgery yesterday. This was removed from his leg:
Quimby is not happy, at all. He’s 8 months old. He wants to frolic and play and pounce. Not be all laid up and sad looking.
Under the bandages he had epic stitches. I feel his pain. I also feel my pain, as I was awake for a large portion of the evening. I’d stay awake for a week if it meant he would be all better though. Still accepting donations! It wasn’t cheap surgery, but it was less than expected which is good!