I'm home from the vet. No cone, thankfully. The shaved hind quarters is humiliating enough. I am isolated in the master bathroom while I drain and heal. It'll keep me (and the house) clean, and allow Mom and Dad to monitor me. It'll also keep my sister from biting me again. I don't like being stuck in the bathroom. I keep trying to turn the doorknob, but I don't have thumbs. Dad has been brushing me and giving me extra treats. This is the first abscess that Mom and Dad have had to deal with from us. Mom's old cat Fluffy used to get him, but he was an indoor/outdoor cat, so he'd get in fights. But then after it was drained he'd just go outside to ooze. I get to ooze in the bathroom -- much less fun.
Thanks for the purrs. It really makes me feel better.