Ares is okay. The vet couldn't see anything in the paw, and Ares was being uncooperative in a hissy-bitey way. So the DVM gave him anesthesia. After Ares was out cold, he started probing the pad that was inflamed, and broke open a pustule. He had an abscess causing pressure, and that's why he was limping. He's recovering now, still pretty out of it. I opened the carrier door for him and ran upstairs to get something warmer to wear myself. When I came back down the stairs, he was in the hallway stumbling about. I wrapped him in a towel and took him out to the living room. Then I smelled it. Poo! He didn't have his bowel control back yet. Poor baby! And poor me, I had to clean up the cat's ass, which he didn't like. He also dropped a couple of little ones in the living room and one in the hall. He was actually trying to make it to a litterbox. I have him put up in the carrier for his own safety. He's not coordinated at all yet. All this for the low, low price of $85.75 and 2½ hours of work. I love my kitties and am glad he's going to be okay. I have to give him daily antibiotic liquid for the next week.
As for me, still cold and achey, but my eye is already looking better because I caught it early. No league tonight because the other team couldn't be there anyway. We'll make it up next week.
Oh, and Patti just called. Her truck broke down. Fuel pump. So it's all about the carpool again.