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I must share the scene I'm witnessing before me. One of those things that's not funny but is, ya know??

But it calls for a bit of background. I've a 12 year old cat who fell off a second story deck two years ago and hurt his back somehow, rendering him unable to stand with weight on his back legs--The legs can MOVE, but he can't walk on all fours. Actually, it's AMAZING how fast this cat can move. He's difficult to catch when he has a mind to escape.

So he wears a diaper-- newborn size. I cut a hole for the tail, whip on a nappy, and he's off!

Two days ago, Twinkle Toes (aka Little Guy) seemed lethargic and weird, so I took him to the vet, who diagnosed a UTI. Came home with Clavamox. Last night he seemed disoriented, and this morning he was ......blind. I've been pretty devastated by it. He's a very special cat, and pretty much runs the show around here, and it's awful to see him so confused. To the vet again today; no explanation, the obvious culprits didn't pan out, so we've an appointment with the opthamalogist at the university vet hospital in the morning.

For some reason, Figs is really angered by Little Guy, who is walking in circles to get his bearings. I suppose Figs is angry because he's acting very differently, but the other 5 cats (his mama and four brothers) don't seem to be bent out of shape about it. Figs is hissing and spitting at him--which does piss me off because Twinks has always been the sweetie who will get up in Figs's chair and lie with him. But the scene before me has Figs growling and slapping at Twinks (particularly a sight because you'd think a crippled cat would have a bit of trouble lifting a paw to slap another.....and sometimes he does roll over backwards), and Little Guy is following the growling sounds, curious. He keeps coming at him, but not aggressively, just as if he's wondering what the fuss is about.

I've not found many things amusing this week, but the bizarre scene of the cat in the diaper trying to fight the blind one did elicit a grin. And a blog posting.

Sad update: Unfortunately, our Twinkle Toes had an MRI, which showed that a very rare form of fungus had invaded his brain. The doctors operated, but couldn't get the brain swelling to go down afterwards. We gave him about 36 hours, at which point, even if the swelling abated, he would have so much damage that, as the doctor said, he probably would not be able to "learn how to be a cat again." So our boy was euthanized around noon on September 5.