Little bunch of stuff bouncing around my noggin.
Hot Mess returned this morning and again this evening. He now has two doses of antibiotics in him. He has a young “meow” and let’s me get a bit closer; but not too close. What tore him up?
As Hot Mess was finishing up dinner, I noticed a familiar sound and sight that might explain his wounds.
Can’t see it? Let me turn on the light.
An old hooty owl was watching every move Hot Mess was making. There’s a pair of them in the neighborhood. They hoot back and forth to each other. It gives me goose bumps when they fly low overhead.
Hot Mess finished his dinner and was off. Hope he takes cover.
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