Yesterday evening, Mr. Gattino took Arthur to the vet. When they arrived, Arthur was still in good shape, but Mr. Gattino near a nervous breakdown. During the whole trip Arthur did sing with full heart and a Callas was just nothing against him.
He immediately recognized the vet, a very nice lady and got out of his cage. He said nothing when she examined him and even when she gave him a shot he looked around with interest at all the strange instruments.
The diagnosis was not bad. Apparently Arthur had cut himself probably at a barbwire and had licked the wound all around. She also said that his strange behaviour is probably due to the four days of his adventure trip, where he probably got very afraid and stressed. (as many of you believed too) We will never know what had happened to him, but I am convinced that he were "kidnapped" and locked in by probably a child who wanted to keep such a beautiful white cat. Otherwise I can't find any other explication. Everybody knows him here around and nobody would "steel" a cat, especially him as he is the only white cat in a milewide area.
On the way back, Mr. Gattino had opened the cage, because he couldn't endure Arthur's soprano voice anymore. Arthur was very happy about that, sat down on the seat behind and looked happily out of the window. He didn't open his mouth at all. But the poor drivers in the other cars, made almost an accident, looking at a white cat in a car ! Arthur proud, savoured this instant, but didn't wave with his paw. (I suspect Mr. Gattino felt proud to as Arthurs chauffeur !)
After all these emotions and finally home, he got his favourite plate : minced meat !
Then he settled down in the living room and took a little nap besides the window.
And we were very relieved ! Now Arthur has to take one pill a day, but with him there is no problem, we have just to put it in a little ball of minced meat.