Today was a vet visit for Grendel and Charcoal. Grendel needs a periodic steroid injection for her chronic cough--which we have notice increasing over the past two weeks. Although she remains feral, she is docile enough to pick up. She resists going into the carrier but once inside, she is quiet and resigned. She doesn't give the vet any problem so the bimonthly vet visit is usually uneventful.
Charcoal has lost a small amount of weight recently and we wanted to have her checked for possible early stage kidney disease or thyroid problems.
Putting her in the carrier was not as easy as getting our feral cat in one.
Gentle, shy Charcoal not only struggled when I grabbed her but bit me. I got four bites on my arm. Denny grabbed her and got bites and scratches on his hands.
We finally got out the Big Leather Gloves and put Charlie in her carrier. She was well behaved for the rest of the ordeal. Denny and I will be healing up for some time. And we are still in shock that our sweet little Charlie would bite.
Charcoal spent the evening hiding in the closet, unwilling to forgive us for making her bite us.
Edited to Add: My wounds healed up with no problem. Denny got bit more deeply and had to soak his hands several days running in a warm epsom salt bath. We also both used the clorox bleach soak (1/2 cup bleach to one gallon of water--thanks, Noofies!) one day after the "attack." Denny healed up in about a week.
Cat bites, though rare, are a part of dealing with large numbers of the critters. I have learned to be very proactive in treating these wounds as these bites are nototious for infection. Bites our cats have received from others have become abcessed in less than a day and I have learned to run them in to see the vet the minute I see a wound.