During the weekend i spotted on of the cats on the roof calling me out to say hello. That is what he does, doesn't come in to you, you are summoned outside to hear the message. This time i noticed that there was something strange with his head, that a lot of hair was missing and some blood and huge scratches. Not so good, so it was time to go see a vet.
Unfortunately he hadn't lost any of his strength so i also got some nasty scratches trying to get him in the transport-thing. Nice. As the vet explained it was likely from a high sensitivity to itches, so the poor cat used his nails to peel down his own skin in order to get rid of the feeling. Luckily that had some easy cure in the form of an injection and extra anti-flee stuff. The latter also to be applied to the other cat. So i did and he hates me now. Everytime he sees me he stares at me or runs away. Sometimes comes a little near, but then jumps back again. You can almost see the doubt, "i hate you, i thought you were my friend, you put this stuff on me, how could you, how could i've been wrong about you!". I just sort of signal, "later, later, you will understand why i did it".
Weather has improved, time for biking, I've been thinking of making a really long one somewhere, maybe UK or France or even Spain, well busy now anyway, we'll see.
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