I got up this morning around three and checked on Ciara. She wasn’t in the catcam chair, Handsome was in it alone. I checked throughout the house and finally found her on a cat condo in the garage. When I got up after four to let the cats out (it was raining), I noticed she’d moved condos. When I got up to open up the house, she’d moved to the old comforters I keep on the floor. In reality, this was the best place for her, no climbing needed.
She’s looking better, her fur isn’t so scraggly, but she’s still got problems, so I called the vet to make an appointment for her tomorrow. I don’t know if there’s much they’ll be able to do for her, maybe they can give her something for the pain.
I miss her wandering around the house and rolling over for bellyrubs when she sees you coming.
Plus, if the vet looks at her and takes x-rays, at least I’ll know what the problem is and quit worrying about it so much.
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