The Baby here, with some photos taken pre-surgery...my arms and tummy are all bald and stuff right now so I told Mommy to use some older pictures.
Check out how pink my ears are...it's sure been HOT on the Catio!
In fact, it's so HOT, I'm melting right into the floor of the Apartment Complex.
Mommy laughed and called me "Miss Flatty Flat Cat"...how rude! But she did eat my tummy afterwards to make up for it, and I really liked that.
Kitties, I am feeling a bit stronger every day. I was pretty wobbly at first, but the peeps are stuffing me full of nutritious shaved deli ham and poached chikkun and roasted turkey and bacons*, as much as I want (score!!!) and Mommy put my fleece-lined box in the lower kitchen cupboard, where I decided to convalesce. (Mommy couldn't find me early Sunday morning--she woke up at 4 AM worried about me--and ran around freaking out until she remembered that I can open the cabinet doors and thought to look there. heh. ) The Vet called last Monday and talked to Mommy for over a half-hour and they decided I'll start prednisone therapy next week along with a change of foodables for all of us, although that will happen gradually. Mommy will monitor my "output" and Daddy will assess how I'm feeling (he's really good at that) so between the two of them they should be able to make a good assumption as to how my innertube is doing. I've resumed my morning pee patrols Outside and I leapt up onto the counter yesterday evening (to Mommy's dismay--I'm supposed to take it easy, whatever that means) in order to snoopervise the turkey distribution. So things are looking up...thank you once again for all your purrs and support, and I'll keep you posted on my progress!
XX The Baby XX
*the candy of meats