... poor Suki was not pregnant, or at least not successfully pregnant.
1.3 grams of pusy infected uterus was removed from my poor sick pussy.
(I couldn't resist an are you being served moment there, sorry peoples)
She forgave me for her first fearfilled foray into the outside world 10 hours or more later, but has now ostracised me since the painkilling injection has worn off.
Suki has always been the most nervy and feral of all my cats.
She can hear a blister pack from rooms away and will hide behind the stove where I cannot reach her for hours, sigh.
All I have to do is look at her in an interested way to scare her into the unknown hidden pockets of my duplex.
I only know two of her hideaways.
Unfortunately she has four or five.
She is supposed to get her stitches out Saturday, and I am not quite sure if I'll manage it.
She only half destroyed the vets office.
The vet said she was very well behaved once she was wrapped up and covered in a towel.
Funnily enough she likes a pat, as long as you don't physically handle or move her in any way. I have quite enjoyed the (i now know, pain inspired) assertiveness of the last couple of weeks.
Ive always thought she would enjoy a house of own without the competition of her siblings.
Poor Suki. I hope she recovers well and emerges to go to the vet and have her stitches removed. We have had vet office destroyers too. And cats who yearned to be only cats.
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