If you remember, I had my little bucks banded to castrate them. Typically, it’s safe, easy, and not likely to have complications. They all looked like this as things were dying and drying up.
A couple of days ago, I noticed that my first little boy was completely free of his extra parts. That’s how it usually happens. They just fall off.
Well, Tuesday ended up being a bit unusual. It started with me finally making my phone call to the vet to get an appointment for my little Bob cat. He had been in another fight and I knew he had torn a claw. It wasn’t getting better. The vet pulled the claw off and gave him an antibiotic shot.
That evening, while I was walking in pasture, I took a picture of Red. I thought I saw wet on his dried up parts. Well, the skin had come down and revealed he still had living tissue. Now about three inches was exposed. I called the vet. He sutured things and removed what was left of the scrotum. The vet said he’d never seen anything like that either, so I did feel better.
After the vet’s visit, Red is all better now, but I never want to have to see any of my babies go through that again. Poor boy.
For the record, I love and appreciate my vets, but I’d like to go a week or lots more before I have to call them again. I’m sure the feeling is mutual.
I hope you’ll come back to join me for Friday’s Hunt tomorrow. I have the items for this week at the top of my side bar.