Poor buddy. He's had a myriad of health issues this year. I think we got the liver shunt thing figured out, at least in terms of a non-surgical way to manage his hepatic encephalopathy symptoms through food and medication.
Now this. LOL. I feel bad for him but also I can't help but laugh a little and call him Gargamel or Friar Tuck because of his new monk cut. I think the other cat scratched or bit him and we woke up his morning to him scratching his head incessantly to the point he gave himself a bald patch. Little dip sh*t. If he'd just leave that other cat alone. Now he has to wear the cone of shame, or the donut pillow.
