Max, our tiny panther, has had a rough day.
He must have snuck out yesterday evening when we were in and out cooking dinner.
Evidently, spent the whole night outside; where he was attacked by some animal. Then got stuck under the BBQ pit trying to get out of the rain.
E and I took him to the vet to get checked out, and every time the touched him, he made that horrible Pet Cemetery cat yowl.
My sweet little girl did not like seeing her Max Cat-a-potamus hurting, and started crying when he would make that noise.
Before we left, she gave him the sweetest, gentlest touch on the head.
It is amazing what our young ones can sense and how much they can love.
Max is spending the night at the vet, getting antibiotics, pains meds and rabies boosters.
Keep our beloved Max Moose in your prayers.
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