Thank you all for the ~ma. All appears to be well (although messy, and smelly), and is most likely a one-time deal brought about by stress (I've had workpeople in the house) and full anal glands. Course of treatment is an anti-inflammatory shot, a bath, and observation of Finn and his litterbox.

Finn seems in good spirits despite it all, and had his dinner.

Eddie is fascinated by whatever it is the vet used to clean Finn up and keeps trying to lick Finn's butt.

Oh, Finn! Healing vibes for him, Anne.

Thanks for posting the obit, Dana.

The pillow fort construction pillows are GENIUS.

Hope that is the end of that, Anne!

So glad. And btdt with the glands. So gross.

So I'm going to try to talk to division boss tomorrow (he's been travelling.) My boss has talked to him, and made her case and heard things she cannot share but 'please go talk to him.' I guess I should sent him an email tonight requesting to talk to him before I leave on vacation? Was going to sick out tomorrow, but now nsm.

I'm glad Finn's OK.

Happy for you Finn!

And good luck with that sarameg.

Holy crap, we bought a car. AN ACTUAL CAR YOU GUYS.

Enjoy it, Teppy!

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Ok, maybe I'm gonna hold off on the email and ambush him when he gets to work. We usually arrive at the same time. Or I'll jabber him.