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No kidding. I rescued it from certain death as a kit. All of the other kits had left the nest, but this one just wouldn't go. It was too curious about human voices and I know the neighborhood cats would have snacked on it if I hadn't brought it in. It had a festering wound on its side (bite mark, most likely from the mother) so I took it to the vet. He shaved the area and had us peroxide it and put on neosporin three times a day. Two weeks later, it was completely healed.
About six months later, my wife went into the bathroom where his cage is and there was blood EVERYWHERE!!!
I got him out and inspected him and couldn't find a wound on his body. He's fairly compliant, so I rolled him over and poked around in the genital region and right next to his penis was a vagina in a rather swollen state. He had a period! I took him to the vet for confirmation and the vet found ANOTHER vagina on the other side of his penis. If that isn't nature fucking up big time, I don't know what would qualify. It brings a whole new meaning to the term "go fuck yourself", but so far he hasn't gotten himself pregnant.
He's five years old now and a total cuddle. We named him Clouseau, after the inspector in The Pink Panther, because when he was a kit he kept falling over while eating kale. Curiously, kale is still his favorite munchie. We decided to refer to him as a "he" since we had done so originally.
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