Our cat Wendell is on the left, and Marlys on the right. All of our cats seem to enjoy watching me from the kitchen window.
Last spring our cat named Marlys was hanging around with Jonathan and Peter when they were setting poles into the ground as supports for our future barn. Peter lost his grip on the log and dropped it -- onto Marlys. She stayed in the chicken barn for a while, and had some bleeding through one of her eyes. She healed up, but that one eye at times is mattery.
Yesterday the boys were doing chores when they noticed some blood on the snow; then they noticed Marlys. We don't know what happened, but her tail is now half as long as it used to be, and its new tip was bare of hair and a bit bloody. I called a friend who had had a cat that had frost bite on her ears and tail, and lost the tips of them. She said the tail never became bloody, but eventually just fell off. We are suspecting that Marlys must have gotten too close to the horse or cow, and probably had her tail either stepped on or laid on, and lost part of it. She doesn't normally spend much time up at the house, but today she was up here quite a bit and seemed to be doing all right. Cats sure are resilient.