Lucky Can Be Too Smart for His Own Good!

My human came back from volunteering at the garden and I saw him sit down at the computer and chuckle.  I came over and asked him what he was laughing about.

Bagheera the Diabetic Cat's Furiend Lucky is Itchy!“Bagheera, you remember your furiend Lucky?”

“The ginger boy who was tortured by an evil human but who recovered and is now enjoying the love of a good human?”

“Yes, Bagheera, him.  He is too smart for his own good.”

“What does that mean, human?”

“It’s like you, Jacey and Marley.  Remember how I tried to isolate the cat that was new to our home in the bathroom, so you could slowly get used to each other but each time you guys opened up the bathroom door?  A cat that was not as smart as you three would not have been able to do that.”

“Well, just because we are smart does not mean we are bad, human.”

“No, of course not.  But when you’re so smart that you figure out how to do things that are not good for you, that is when you are too smart for your own good.  It would be like you, even though you are a diabetic cat, figuring out how to fake getting your insulin shot and not getting medicine.”

“Oh, yeah, about that.”

“No, Bagheera, you’re still getting them.”  With this, I shook my head anBagheera the Diabetic Cat's Furiend Lucky is Determined to Scratch!d walked away.

Neither Lucky nor I have figured out how to avoid getting medicines we don’t like, but Lucky is determined to scratch at his recovering wounds.  They itch, and it bothers him.  So the humans in white coats put toe caps on Lucky’s nails, and gave him some steroids to take in order to help with the itching.  But the healing wounds still itch, just like with you humans.  Lucky, in what my human says is an example of being too smart for his own good, has figured out how to loosen the top caps so that he can scratch.

The humans in white coats taking care of Lucky hope that the steroids will stop the itching and he will not have to endure any more surgery.  But if he does, it will mean that the scar on his right cheek will be treated, and then he thinks we should call him a “cheeky kitty.”

As a diabetic cat, I hate going to the place with humans in white coats and I hate it even more when I get treated there.  So let’s hope that the news is good for Lucky and that the steroids treat the itching.