Hehe, there certainly is no need to feel like a stalker. After all, I'm writing the blog for people to read, and I started a lot because people on UrW forums kept on asking for us to write more of real life stories. So, it is perfectly OK just to read without commenting, and it is equally OK to comment short or long, personal or general whenever one feels like that =)

So far I've noticed that every time I clean Viikunia's wound, the balsam I applied earlier is no longer there. Seems like it gradually gets washed away as Viikunia has her adventures in midst of grass and bushes. Which, I think, prevents the ill effects of too much sealing the wound. The leukocyte goo doesn't get permanently trapped under an artificial scar, but flows out of the wound, until I clean the wound again and apply more antibacterial balm. I hope this cycle helps the wound to heal without getting any more severe infection.

Speaking of cats, Viikunia has a hint of copper orange color in her fur. It is more visible in broad sunlight, and in my eyes it gives her and additional halo of beauty =) One of her brothers, named Eetu, came to live at my place as a a kitten. Eetu was copper orange with thin white tiger stripes. And he was the most amazing cat I've ever had - when I went picking mushroom in the woods, he often followed me, just hanging around like a dog would do. Once when I mounted Velmu the horse, Eetu followed, first jumping on Velmu's hindquarters, then walking to sit on my lap. I thought I could teach him to ride a horse with me =) Every night he went hunting outdoors, and every morning he came back indoors for additional breakfast. Until one autumn morning, that was. One morning he just didn't return, and I haven't seen a trace of him ever since. I don't know what happened, maybe he lost a battle to a lynx, or was taken by an eagle-owl. It is a wild, wild nature out there.