More Kitten Cheesecake

George had a terrible bout with constipation a couple of days ago and

spent two nights in the hospital. (She says it wasn't the hospital, it

was prison, and they waterboarded her the whole time.) This is her

about 24 hours after I sprung her. Here right eye is still a little

crusty from some kind of weepy eye thing she got in jail and she's

lost a little weight, but she's bright-eyed again and on her way to a

full recovery.

 

(The next day she left me a giant box-wrapper dookie right on top of

the sand - I think she was proud - and was back to her old antics...

with this enhancement: she can now eat kibble and drink water from

bowls. She still comes to me and asks me for it even though the bowls

are right there, but I'm sure that will come. I think she doesn't get

it yet, that she's practically a grown-up and she can do whatever she

wants. Well, except biting Mom. No bite Mom.)

Done