Oliver bit me last night and since no walk-in's were open, I decided to go to the ER for the tetanus shot and antibiotics. I didn't want to go today and miss any work.
What had happened is I put cat nip on the floor for him because it makes it easier for me to brush him if he's pre-occupied with something. He was already squirrelly because of that and then the doorbell rings. I had the door open so there was the screen door there between me and this guy (I assume he was going to try to sell me something). Oliver ran to the door with me and when the guy started talking, Oliver flipped out, ran up my jeans, bit the top of my leg and ran down. His teeth sunk in…and sunk in hard. It all happened in a matter of seconds and I told the guy I had to go and shut the door. Oops, guess that was rude of me.
We washed the wound with peroxide. It was so nasty. And he has bit me through my jeans…
So at the ER, in my room, they told me the phone was going to be ringing...sure enough, it did. It was Olathe police taking down info for the animal bite. Argh. After taking my info, they said Animal Control will be in contact with me tomorrow. This all sounded too familiar…..
Oh, and the patient intake person just happened to be our next door neighbor. I never formally met her so we thought it was funny that this is how it had to happen. haha!
Wish me luck that Animal Control doesn't try to do anything more than they did last time, with this being his second
offense within the last couple months.
All this, right when my husband confided in me on how good Oliver was doing since he'd been the only cat in the home and how he might even be ok to have around our kids someday....