This is our cat, Whiskers. She is convalescing in a basket that sits on a 3 tier shelf in our bathroom. Over the toilet to be more specific. She had an infected tooth on and off for a year where her cheek was so swollen that she looked like Alvin the chipmunk. The first vet we took her to didn’t know what exactly was wrong, but gave her some antibiotics. Three days later her cheek popped open and all the puss came out. We thought: problem solved. Then just recently her face swelled up again. So we took her to a different vet. They said it was an infected tooth. They pulled it. Whiskers is spending day two in the “infirmary.” (This little basket)
We got her at the Humane Society 12 years ago. She was very cross-eyed at the time. My wife said we’re taking her home, she just needs love. A week after we adopted her, her eyes straightened out.