Saturday, November 5, 2016
Later in the evening, Himself and I went downstairs. Ink was curled up asleep on his chair. Ink woke up and came to sit and cuddle with us. After he had enough attention, he gingerly jumped down and was sitting in the middle of the floor staring at the back wall where there's a mousetrap.
Since we live in the middle of the woods, a little critter usually makes his way inside. The trap is a snap trap and inside a cardboard box with holes on either end and a couple of holes on the front. The front holes are turned towards the wall. I've never seen Ink show any interest in the trap box.
On my way upstairs I asked Ink what he was looking at. He looked at me and then looked at the wall with the mouse trap. Ink looked back at me and very distinctly said, "OW!"
I have a feeling either Ink was chasing a critter or just was at the trap and poking around. I had Himself move the trap out to the garage.
Ink seems to be doing a little better this morning. He's putting more weight on his left-front paw. As soon as the vet opens, we'll be making a trip to have Ink's paw looked at.
I'm diffusing Stress Away and Orange in the hope that The Young One and I can wrestle Ink into the cat carrier without too much fuss. Wish us luck.