Boone is the second animal we adopted while we were in Kentucky. I told the story of finding him previously on the blog.
The "scabbed-over sore on his foot" turned out to be a bite & it was infected. To treat it, the vet who neutered him gave him antibiotics; that didn't work. Our regular vet actually removed the skin from around the bite & let the skin & hair grow back naturally. It was freaky but it saved his life.
He's our youngest cat & he was so brave, coming out to meet two big humans walking three annoying dogs, but he's the shyest cat we have. He's got a sweet quiet meow, he doesn't feel the need to gulp all his food at one time (so he begs for food all day long), & he loves to play & cuddle. I think that night we brought him home I knew we'd keep him. I was worried that he might have FIV or feline leukemia but so far his biggest issue is that he's allergic to flea bites, so we make him wear a flea collar.
Did I mention he was unbearably sweet? Because he is. Just too too sweet.
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