03 November 2010
A Mood Most Foul
All the cats had a slightly later than usual breakfast yesterday because Tanya must not eat. It was when Tanya was placed in the cage just before the start of a long drive to the clinic that EJ fed the hungry cats.
My roommates are always lucky. All three doctors attended to Tanya's surgery in removing that offensive wire.
As the norm, EJ do not board the cats but prefers to look after them personally. By the time Tanya woke up, it was way past lunch time.
Tanya had to wear an E-collar to prevent her from licking the stitches. Though still groggy, as soon as the E-collar was on, her character changed. Her mood became most foul. She growled. She hated it and constantly tried to remove it.
During the drive home, Tanya maintained that most foul mood, growling non-stop and kept thrashing about in the cage like a crocodile thrashing in shallow water. EJ was afraid that Tanya may hurt herself so had one eye on Tanya with the other on the road. The drive home was not as smooth as normal and was erratic at times. Luckily traffic was light that late afternoon.
Now EJ is thinking perhaps it would be good idea to warn fellow drivers by adding these words to the home-made onboard sign.
Tanya trying to eat.
Her fur covered the view of the stitches but a thread is visible. The stitches will be removed next week.
The culprit which the doctor gave EJ as souvenir.