When Pigs Fly...

or rather, 'Piglets' (aka 'Bunny'), our tough, lovable little tomboy of a cat. I was going to post about my wonderful weekend earlier today. Oldest son graduated college on Sat., then off to a celebratory lunch and a little browsing and window shopping afterwards. A nice day and a lot of interesting pictures. Instead, here I am, trying to keep it short because the day is half gone and still lots to do, thanks to Piglet (we really call her Bunny now), who took a terrible dive off a scaffolding this morning. We have a 3-storey scaffold erected outside of our house to tear down and re-build and entire chimney and fireplace. Piglet/Bunny, forever being the adventurer, decided to try to jump onto the scaffolding from our top deck...and plunged all the way down, hitting the metal bars along the way and I assume, making it so she wasn't able to land on her feet. She limped on her front left leg and jumped in pain when I lightly touched her right rib-cage. So, off to the vet we go! The vet gave her a clean bill, but when I pointed out that we would bring her in soon for a dental cleaning and check-up, the vet opened her mouth and there was her only major injury; a tooth, a canine, hanging by a thread! Enough for the vet to lightly pull and it was out! Poor Bunny/Piglet...the toothless wonder! I'm amazed that she only has bruising and is of course, quite sore. She was given a mild pain killer and anti-inflammatory and told to stay indoors with plenty of rest. I'm so thankful she's okay, it could have had a very terrible ending. Maybe someday I'll post about the several 'lives' already used up by Piglet/Bunny, but for tomorrow, I will try to get my initial post up about the graduation weekend. ~ER~
The fireplace and wall where the tear-down will take place to replace the chimney. You can see the scaffolding slightly through the windows...

Side view of fireplace wall, other side scaffolding

Scaffolding outside. Piglets cannot fly....