If I didn't just pay so much money to the vet for that cat, I'd kill him. A hundred and eighty-five bucks to get four abscesses drained and stay two nights at the vet's office. Plus, he has a monster bottle of amoxicillin he's supposed to take twice a day for the next, oh, five years or so (judging strictly by the bottle size - the instructions just say "until gone").
The swollen cheek turned out to be just one of his battle scars. I think I'm going to count this as his fourth AND fifth lives since it was so nasty.
Honestly, this cat has got to learn to walk away from a fight. Just turn the other cheek, Smokey. You know, the one that doesn't have the oozing abscess on it.