#java the cat

I still wanted to keep an eye on her, so when Mom had an after-work nap, I stole Java and brought her down to my place

She's been down here before, but generally only very briefly before getting nervous or being chased away by territorial Tiny Tim

Now that she knew what it was (after last night's dose) she fought me like a demon. I have a big scratch on my chest where she like, wall-jumped off of me.

And I told her - this is exactly why I have to give you this medicine! If you didn't fight so hard against any and all medical intervention or examination I wouldn't have to drug you!

I don't think she understood or cared

So i've been monitoring Java almost constantly since her surgery, right? And i figure i can leave for an hour or two today to do some damn grocery shopping right?

But mom texted and asked me to come upstairs to put Java's cone back on for the night since it's been off all day. I come up and ask 'Where's Java?'

'Oh, she's upstairs in the guest room.'

....

She's upstairs. Unsupervised. With no cone or onesie on or ANYTHING to protect her incision site?!?!?!?

When she was sick, she hissed and snapped at me when I tried to pick her up or move her, but today I scooped her up with one hand under her chest and she just hung there like that one gif of the guy gesturing while holding a ferret

Then when I put her on the couch beside me, she stayed and wanted pats and snuggles and especially scritches

I'm so glad she is both feeling better physically and seems to have forgiven me for taking her to the emergency vet and also medicating her for several days