As I said, he had his eyes taken out because of his serious glaucoma. Since he no longer has eyeballs, the vets sutured his lids shut as well. It’s not as gross as it sounds. He just looks like he’s squeezing his eyes shut tight. While he was under, he was also neutered. Rocky certainly earned his name today.
The best thing is I didn’t have to pay a cent for it. The daughter of Rocky’s previous owner made sure I knew she was paying for everything. I’m sending her a thank you card and a photo of Rocky when he gets better.
Under the cut, I’ve included two photos that I took of Rocky with his stitches. I’ve put them under a cut for a reason. They are a little gross. But he’s still sweet and feisty as ever. He still tries to run around and play, and when I called to him and he heard my voice, he started purring.