Monty (again)

A photo post, of sorts - a couple of befores (Monty stretched out on B's bed - Butter Wouldn't Melt etc) and some afters (the stitched wounds). He's not himself, which is understandable. He's not at all happy about the tray - so far refusing to use it but instead attempting to turn the key in the kitchen door preparatory to making The Great Escape.

Poor little thing. His back legs got ripped to pieces; the front of the left is worse than the right...

This is his left flank. The most grim looking injury though not even among the cuts that caused the most concern; they were the two on the front legs (which he wouldn't let me photograph).

On the other hand it is these wounds on the lower part of his right leg that are causing him the most discomfort.