Because poor little Miss Elizabeth is sitting on my bathroom counter waiting for her breakfast, which isn’t going to be there today.
The only thing she’s getting this morning is fluids, then a trip to TED, where this afternoon, she’ll have that bad tooth pulled.
Well, at least she won’t have to be there late to come out of the anesthesia, like the other cats are, since they’re not putting her way under, just enough to do what they’ve gotta do.
My poor Miss E.