Three Is The New Four January 31, 2007
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Right this minute Rio is relaxing in the post-op room of the vet, sans one gammy leg.
My heart has been in my mouth all evening. I am totally nervous about him making it through the operation. I am scared about crying when I see him and am sad I have to spend the next nine nights all alone.
Jess took him in this morning, on evil rush-hour Marunouchi Line, and Rio was so distressed that he reowed constantly and bit through the carry bag, into Jess’s finger. Apparently, the wound was very deep and spurted. Probably did not go down well with the jam-packed salary-men.
I just hope that this is the end of it and from here on in he will be a happy and healthy three legged cat.
woe is him January 30, 2007
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Poor Rio.

Last night I noticed he was not his usual self, hiding in his little house and biting me every time I got too close. Well, actually, the biting is standard practice. But then I realised his gammy leg was a bit gammier than usual, and he couldn’t put any weight on it. As a kitten, Rio was found outside a mountain resort with about 20 other strays. He stood out a to the kind-hearted girls who spotted him, due to the bone jutting out of his leg. They fixed it up, and though we momentarily thought we would have to amputate, all was well. We took him to the vet today, and the infection is indeed back. We had further tests done, and will find out tomorrow what the next step is. More than likely it will be the big chop. Jess might finally fulfil his dream of owning a pirate cat after all.
Oh Rio Rio, Dancer Across The Rio Grande January 29, 2007
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Introducing our Rio.

Not this Rio:

Or this Rio:

Definately not this Rio:

I’d like to think he’s a little of this Rio:

And clearly, he’s a lot like these Rios:


incidentally, this is awesome.
he is fairly vicious, both of us are sporting flesh wounds. luckily he makes up for it by doing stuff like:
biting his tongue while he sleeps


misunderstanding the sleepwalking concept. he’s halfway there!

and fighting gold twisty ties.
sadly, they seem to be quite evenly matched. their fights often end with him backing slowly away, ceding defeat and trying not to incur further wrath.
