Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
Earlier posts can be found on Adventures of a Lone Bass Player, where this blog began life. Recent entries can be found here.
A Black Cat In Black And White
by admin - 21:32 on 31 October 2012
Now that Matchgirl and I have committed ourselves to an eight-hour round trip to enable Maia and Dr Supervet to meet, our Emo cat has begun to show signs of improving health. Her wounds (most self-inflicted) are healing, her allergy bumps have subsided a little and her inclination to scratch has faded. A little.
She was so well behaved this afternoon that I set her free from her collar and allowed her to have a proper wash – an opportunity she accepted with alacrity. Pandora lent her tongue too, and at the end of a lengthy grooming session they took an equally lengthy snooze on our bed, where they were joined by Willow.
Matchgirl often wonders what The Pride gets up to in her absence, and whether its members get along together, so I was happy to take a snap which shows her. This really was a snap, with colours so dodgy I've turned it into monochrome. Even a cat-loving competition judge wouldn't be impressed but it's a good picture for the archive.
Only time will tell if Maia's recovery will continue. Is her hypo-allergenic food working? Have steroids turned her into a mellow moggy? Has the source of her allergy disappeared? Or will tomorrow find her back to her gloomy self?
She's not the world's only angst-ridden feline. Henri, the existentialist black cat from the French quarter of Seattle, USA, may be even more gloomy. Decide for yourself.
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