Fight club

Poor little Warren. We're not sure if he was fighting Mauzer or the cat next door last night, but he seems to have got the worst of it.
We tried to clean him up a bit, but didn't want to make anything any worse so left him to recooperate in his little radiator bed. I've been feeding him his favourite treats to cheer him up, so he has had tuna, dairylea and a bit of chicken. Poor little fur ball.