It took FOUR people to manage Bunny at the vet's

 The morning started with breakfast in bed for Bunny. His appetite is intact, so that's not so worrying.

 Bunny did not want to walk, so I carried him to the garden so that he could do his pee and poo.

He urinated, but quickly went to hide in the rattan trunk. Tiger kept him company.

 The rattan trunk is all broken, but it's the cats' "safe haven", so we kept it for them.

Broken to us, but it's security for them.

On his own, he went to defecate. That's good. At least that's normal.

 

Our cats may fight and impose a "1-metre radius" amongst themselves during normal times, but when one is sick, the rest do rally behind him/her.

Bunny could still jump up to the rattan trunk so that's a good sign too.

Soon, it was time to go to the vet's.

I carried Bunny into the car and sat with him at the back with the carrier door open. He went in but probably due to being really stressed, he urinated and wet himself. We turned back and went home to wash up. Then, we went on our way again.

Bunny kept up with his usual orchestra throughout the journey from Subang Jaya to Taman Megah. I thought I should bring Bunny here because the senior vet specialises in bone problems.

 Singing to us on the trip there.

The senior vet was on leave, so another vet attended to us.

Bunny tipped the scales at 6.85kg. Now, that is "good news" because it means for one whole year, he had not gained weight. We would have been happier had he lost some weight, but never mind. We'll work on that later.

Bunny's temperature was taken and it was 39.3 degrees. That would be a very low grade fever or could even be considered "normal" after the car ride and all the stress.

The vet wanted to examine Bunny's paw closely. That's when Bunny declared war on everyone. Another vet's assistant was called in to help. A large e-collar was put on Bunny and the vet assistant and I held Bunny down for the vet to examine him.

We failed miserably at the job.

My husband must have heard the commotion, so he came in. Now, three of us held Bunny down for the vet to shave his paw and examine the wound properly. This was finally done, but with pauses in between to "manage the Bunnyphant" and pacify him. Bunny is just so, so strong.

The vet thinks it's a small puncture wound in between his pink paw pads. We saw the wound and it did not look so bad. Still, antibiotic protection is required so the vet prescribed metronidazole and clavomox for 7 days. Three days' of prednisolone for the swelling. Iodine and fusigen (an antibiotic cream) for the wound.

On the way home...Bunny seemed more confident and was actually stepping on his paw. Placebo effect? All the vet did was the apply some iodine and fusigen on the wound (after the massive effort of shaving off his fur). He had not been given his oral medication yet. I didn't dare ask the vet to give as he had given enough "trouble" to the vet (with all his attempts at biting and scratching the vet)!

 The wound is on the underside, between his pink paw pads, but this side was shaven as well just to check and be sure there were no other wounds.

 Active on the way home. Singing as well. He toured the entire car too.

Home...

Medicine with Monge...all fed. No problems there.

Then, he started licking his affected paw. Tried to stop him but nothing worked, so...

I had to put the e-collar on him.

Of course it stressed him out further...

 A very angry e-collared Bunny.

 So angry, he wanted to sit far, far away.

 His friends rallied around him.

We're all behind you, Bunnyphant!

 He soon came back into the room.

 And tried to find a comfortable position to rest.

 A sympathiser...Tabs.

Poor Bunny, can I help?

 He ain't heavy...he's my brother....

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows where
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We'll get there

For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain't heavy, he's my brother