Oh, yes, yes, whisker twittering takes major muscle ;)

She seems to be doing a tiny bit better today, she actually braved to crunch down couple of dry treats instead of just giving them a tired sniff.  She's getting to be like a little puppy, I sit her in a litterbox, and she pees on demand, then I put her back in her spot. (There's too much pacing and jumping around for her to make her own way for now).

Then she decided she didn't want her own spot (she actually felt string enough to pace across to the other side of the couch and up on a kitty tree shelf), and booted, Bubba, her brother from his spot (she always does that, little miss uber cat). 

He sat next to her for a bit, but she gave him a stink eye to leave her alone, and he found himself a new spot. (Wasn't hard, I must have about 10 kitty beds and perches in the house.) There's a basket in a window, he's hanging out there now.

So, it's good to see a bit of her normal self showing through. She's still very weak. Usually when I pick her up, she immediately squirms and climbs on my shoulder. She still feels more like a ragdoll when I pick her up, with just a weak little squirm.

LOL, Mamma Kitty of the year - thanks Scanmead!  her Vet bill was $800. Compared to what some other vets charge, that actually wasn't all bad. But, there goes any notion of a new computer.  Tigger is lucky I even had the money, since I'm still not working.  But, I picked up a few freelance contracts, and stormchaser has been selling well.

But, having her on the road to recovery is a much better Christmas gift then a computer!

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