Well hello everyone! I sure am happy, happy, happy to be home! What an ordeal I had, seriously. I have been sick since Thanksgiving and ended up spending 10 days in the hospital. Oh my, that is one scary place.
As you may remember, I was rescued as a wee kitten from a dog attack. Well, there was a big dog underneath me and a dog right beside me. I think I was in the oxygen cage for at least 7 days. I couldn’t breath good, but I could wheeze good. I had needles in by leg that they called an IV, but I called it “dang that hurts”, cause it did. But I just wasn’t up to struggling over it. I had xrays, shots, pills, xrays, shots, pills. My Dad and Mom came to visit and my Dad came every evening to stuff food in my mouth because I didn’t feel like eating on my own.
I was really in bad shape, bad, bad shape. In the middle of the night on November 30th I tried to go visit my HubbyCat Angel Alex at the Bridge. I was very close to joining my love, but Angel Alex wouldn’t have any part of it. Alex told me absolutely not, it wasn’t my time and even though he missed me terribly, our being together would just have to wait. Alex told me how much he loved me and then told me to keep my cute little butt at home with my Brother and Sisters and my Mom and Dad. He was as serious as I’ve ever seen him so I fought like a crazy woman to make him happy. You know what? Alex was right, it wasn’t my time and I am happy being loved at home and laying under the Christmas Tree.
Oh, that’s another thing. While I was in the hospital the house got decorated for Christmas. I wasn’t sure what was going on when I first got home because lots of things were moved around, but as soon as I spotted the Christmas Tree I figured it all out. Yes, we’ve got pictures, and I’ll ask Dad to share some of them next week.
As scary as that hospital place is, the humans that work there were awfully kind and very nice. They took such good care of me and whatever I needed someone was always around to make sure I got it. My Dad told me that every evening when he left the intake humans out front always wanted to know if I ate my dinner. There is just isn’t a good way to thank humans like that, they saved my life. My Dad tells me I have to be super careful since I am down to 7 remaining lives now. I used one this time and one early one with the dog attack.
Anywho, I’m still taking medicine and will be for at least another week. But I can deal with it because there’s no place like home. You probably saw the update Brian did yesterday, the pneumonia is gone. Now I just have to fight off this respiratory stuff. But I can do it, right?
Okay, that’s enough about me, I’ve missed all of you and now you can tell me what you’re up to and what I missed. See you soon! Remember, adopt cats, we deserve it!!!!! More Forever Homes More Often! Purrrrr! Zip! Later!