How.... did..... ugh....

Abby: Check out this cool cave! I got here first, so it is MINE, and I am not going to let Styggie share it with me. After all, look -- it has 'nip all inside of it! Mine, mine mine!

ARRRR! Yaaaaa! This thing has nothing on my paws, claws, feet, and fangs!


There's a saying that people use a lot that isn't very nice, but I kinda think it applies to this fun situation, so I'll just paraphrase it by saying, "There's more than one way to bite a box!"

As all of you know, once you have thoroughly conquered the outside of the box, you must then enter it to surprise and intimidate all your foes with scary sounds and ambushes:

(ziiiiiiip!)

HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wait a minute! This was not supposed to happen. Where am I? Oh my gosh, oh no ... no, NO! Please, please, pleeeaaaaaase do not "fix" me again! I am purrfect, I promise!


Well, ok, it was awful. Going to the vet is always awful, but Dr. V did compliment me on the shiny softness of my coat! But . . . (whispers) he also told me I should not gain any more weight.

Well you know what that means . . . everyone should really be extra nice to me for the rest of the day. No one should touch my tail, and I am just going to lounge everywhere, upside down:

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend! Ms. C is still adjusting to her new job, and her grandma is quite ill, so she has been distracted, but we understand.

Recovering

As you can see, I am back to my normal behavior (mostly!). Once the anaesthesia wore off and I stopped walking sideways or backwards and wobbling, and my humans had offered me enough assistance and attention, I was ready to PLAY! We played fetch, and here I'm battling a new foe:


Nonetheless, I continue to receive a lot of sympathy and extra patting. At first, I did not want to go anywhere by myself, because I was really having some difficulty figuring out how to move with this claw-forsaken collar.

Ms. C carried me to my food and water, and I had a little bit of both. Later, she carried me to and placed me in my big litter box, where I did both kinds of business. I made sure she stayed with me for this. She poured a scoopful of litter over each spot for me, I was really grateful! I even gave her finger a rub afterwards (something I rarely deign to do), and for the first time since my surgery, my tail went straight up in the air and I walked beside her.


Tomorrow will be the requested belly picture. I am really feeling better, and thanks to all of you who have been wishing me well!