Well, we took Marx (my older Siamese/Tonkinese cat) to the vet today for his nose. It was bleeding and looked somewhat raw, and has been like this for several days now. The vet's honest opinion? It looks like a scratch. So either Maverick, Diablo or Gandalf took a piece outta Marx. It's mildly inflamed, but he doesn't have a temperature and looks very healthy according to the vet, so they gave us an antibiotic to give him twice a day just in case it is infected with the most common bacteria from cat scratches. All in all, though, he should be fine. He's just very touchy. To make all the other cats feel like they shared in the pain of the vet experience, when we got back with Marx, we trimmed all of the other cats' front claws. Maverick was fine and stoned, Gandalf wasn't keen on the idea but coped and Diablo has been pissy ever since, although this was just about an hour ago. He was even growling at Liz. That was one ticked off cat. But all cats will survive it seems, and that gives me the ability to let out a big sigh of relief.

Oh, this morning, I woke up with Marx asleep between my legs and Maverick curled up under one of my arms with one of his paws sprawled out over mine. It was the cutest thing Maverick's ever done. I was proud o' da boy.