Feeling Better.

When I got home yesterday mum had cooked me some fish. I was starving! The vet had offered me food but I didn't like the look of it, but I ate every scrap of my fish. Then I rested on the bed for a while.

When my legs were less wobbly I laid on my new nippy quilt that Ms. Stella O Houligan had sent to me and napped there for a while. (This photo was actually taken a couple of weeks ago, but I looked just the same lying on it last night.)

Eric said he had been keeping my plant pot warm for me. He usually goes in the brown one. He only hissed at me a couple of times but he keeps giving me the stink eye. Mum said he is a good boy mancat because when he had to keep going to the vet, I kept hissing and whapping him for more than 2 weeks.