This is why we don't like cats.......

So, on the day before Thanksgiving, Dad was at work and Mom, Bruiser and I had just gotten up.  Mom was very thoughtful and took us outside so we could do what we do outside in the morning.  Bruiser trotted around the side of the apartment building and shortly afterward, we heard him crying out in pain.  Mom and I ran around the side of the building to see Bruiser running back towards us.  I'll spare you the gory details, but his side was cut open.  A huge (bigger than Bruiser) wild cat and her kitten had been hanging around the complex lately and apparently Bruiser got too close to the kitten.  The big cat attacked poor Bruiser and cut him open. 

Mom was very brave and level-headed and took Bruiser immediately to the Vet's office.  Eight and a half hours, one surgery, one IV, and one catheter later, Bruiser was stitched up and released.  I know Roo was on the streets before Mom adopted him and he says this isn't his first fight or stabbing, but it's a doozy!!!  He's being very brave and strong and is doing great.  I've already seen him checking his stitches out in the mirror so I think he's gonna be secretly proud of what will probably be some huge scars.....