My cat looks like Frankenstein

The Eighties giveth and the Eighties taketh away. For a bit I thought they were going to take away my one-eyed, completely deaf, nearly toothless cat. But now that his abscess has been cleaned out he's interested in food and water again, and has even made attempts to escape the house. He's a trooper.

His shaved shoulder is something out of a horror film (I assume) weeping holes (or something out of a bad porny fic?) held open by strips of gauze strung between them and tied in neat little knots. He is a black cat so his shaved hide is a nasty blue-white color which sets it all off nicely. He will live to clean out my savings another day it seems.