Hobkin and Other Updates

Taking advantage of a minor lull in bill editing at the capitol to post this.

It’s now been two weeks since Hobkin’s emergency vet visit, and he’s got one more day of amoxicillin to go. He seems to have fully recovered from his UTI (thank all the deities who watch over fuzzy beasties) and is in downright frisky spirits.

Skunks, or at least Hobkin, display a pretty radical personality shift between spring and winter. In winter he’s fat, lazy, and generally laid back. In spring, he becomes frolicsome and downright attitudinous. And apparently, it’s now spring.

On Sunday, I’m reaching down to pet the deceptively mild-mannered plush critter curled up beside me, and he decided it was an invitation to wrestle. He latched all four paws around my forearm, grabbed my index finger with his teeth, and rolled (think crocodile ambushing a deer).

Now, Hobkin knows better than to bite me, but he considers it fair play to grab my forefinger right between his two top canines (which, ’cause my hands are small, is a perfect fit) where there’s a little ridge of front teeth. Not sharp enough to cause damage or break the skin even if he presses down, but enough to make me go “Ow, no bite! Leggo, no bite!” while he drags me about by one finger and gleefully assures me that he’s not biting.

And, once again, 8 lb fuzzy animal wins over stupid human. Yes, I think it’s safe to say that Hobkin’s all better.


Writing Stuff

During the times when I wasn’t losing at wrestling matches against the fuzzwit, the weekend was spent editing and burning the limited edition audio MP3 CD of Returning My Sister’s Face and getting the first shipment of autographed books mail-ready (which book Amazon is offering at a juicy discounted price of $21.55 right now). I’ll be sending out email notices shortly to let folks know to expect them. I anticipate the second batch will be going out later this week. Thanks to everyone who ordered during the launch party!

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7 Responses to Hobkin and Other Updates

  1. threeoutside says:

    Hmm…so fuzzwits are just like kids…you know they’re better when they start misbehaving? lol – yay, fuzzwit! Hugs to the adorable skunky.

    • Eugie Foster says:

      Oh, most definitely! It’s cause for much anxious fretting and worry when the lil guy is acting too angelic. As long as he’s bratty and full of ‘tude, he can’t be feeling that bad !

  2. madwriter says:

    >>Yes, I think it’s safe to say that Hobkin’s all better.<<

    This is very similar to how our household determines that a cat is feeling better. 🙂

  3. tltrent says:

    Oh noez! I missed the launch party. *woe* Well, I have it on my wishlist, and am just hoping the Easter Bunny will be kind. 🙂

    Glad that Hobkin is feeling better. Do you have a good vet? I’ve often wondered how hard it is to deal w/vets who might not be accustomed to fuzzwits.

    • Eugie Foster says:

      May the Easter Bunny smile upon you!

      Do you have a good vet?

      Hobkin sees a vet who specializes in exotics, particularly skunks, so everyone there is pretty knowledgeable, relatively speaking, about the behaviors and ailments of skunk-kind. I wouldn’t want to take Hobkin to any vet which doesn’t routinely see skunks in their practice since a skunk’s physiology is pointedly different from either a cat’s or a dog’s. Problem is that the vet’s office is in Lawrenceville, which is at least 45 minutes away (in good traffic) and can be over an hour and a half+ from our house. Wish we could find someone closer, but the pickings are pretty slim for skunk-qualified vets; I’m just grateful there’s one at all within reasonable driving distance.

  4. shaolingrrl says:

    I’m so glad he’s better.

    BTW, I think Skunk Tales needs to be the next book. 🙂

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