Yes, that's right. We are seriously considering getting kitten insurance (well, as serious as you can be about that, which is not very). But yeah, this one was an extra doozy because we had to take him to the emergency vet - very nice, I'm glad I know it's there now. His new favorite hiding place is under the lazy boy - which has two wooden tracks where the wooden rockers roll. We are usually good about checking, but one time is all it takes - and a broken kitty s what you get. So his paw was smooshed. Apparently he totally flipped out. But he was clam by the time I got home from work. Sam had put some bacitracin on the part that was bleeding, but his paw had swollen up to about twice it's regular size, particularly the "pinky" pad of his left foot. Huge. So I called the vet right across the street...who was closing in 4 minutes. So they sent us to the emergency clinic fearing he had broken something.
No break. But now he's got pain meds. Which is good. The bill for the x-ray to tell us he'll be fine. Less good. Oh well. Another day, another vet bill.
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