Have you ever seen cats, the musical? You know that one cat called Mister Mistoffelees? Well, I’m going to rename my cat. From this day forward he shall no longer be known as Hercules, but rather as Mister Mistofolees, the magnificent escapist.
I can hear you asking why? Why this sudden name change? I’ll tell you.
Last Tuesday we noticed that he the left side of his head was swollen. So we took him to the vet where it became clear that he had fought with another cat and that the wound it had given him had become infected and that basically his cheek was filled with pus. All in all, it wasn’t very serious, thank goodness. They cleaned it, put in a drain that we needed to remove four days later and he had to wear the cone of shame for a while.
Sunday we took out the drain and today the cone of shame was removed. We did want to keep him inside for a while to make sure that everything was OK and that he wouldn’t scratch open the wound. So you can imagine that we were very surprised when suddenly we looked up and saw our conniving cat sitting in the yard. I swear, he seemed to he smirking.
I think it was a good minute before we got up to move, we were so stunned. How did he get outside?! He definitely didn’t slip out while we were coming in or something; we were always very careful that didn’t happen. The only thing we can think of is that he went unto the balcony, jumped into the small tree that stands next to the balcony and climbed down. We never thought that that was a possibility..