Hux

It's a bit ironic that I posted this picture of Huxley in my photolog yesterday. I've been getting complimentary comments on it all day long. He is a gorgeous cat, and one of those rakish cats who knows exactly how gorgeous he is. He's also a bit stircrazy when he's been left inside for a while, and after being inside alone all last weekend while I was out of town, he's more than a bit nutty at the moment.

So this morning, when he insisted on going outside, I didn't protest too much. He always calms down after a bit of time outside. Out he went, and in he came this evening, complaining because his bowl wasn't completely full of food -- only half-full. He ate well, and I didn't notice anything amiss until an hour or two later, when I noticed him favoring one leg.

Sure enough, he's acting rather injured, and I'm not sure what the problem is -- or even whether he received the injury today when he was outside or this evening after I got home. It looks like we'll be making a visit to the vet first thing in the morning...