The spaying experience...

...I missed your phone call again. Oh Mommie Karin, I was just too exhausted to come to the phone last night. You see, something told me that I should just hide in the closet on top of clothes and curl up to go to sleep. So, I did - but that didn't last too long. As soon as the lights went out, I jumped on the bed.

Things aren't quite the same as when I left yesterday morning and I must admit I'm a bit saddened by that. Pebbles is doing a whole lot of growling and hissing...she didn't come on the bed either and seems not to want to eat with the rest of us. Peek-a-Boo is a little more forgiving and doesn't seem to mind too much that I was on an adventure. But still, it's not like it was. Progress needs to be made once again. I followed everyone out into the hallway and tried to re-establish our connection...I'll just have to keep trying.

I'm feeling a little better - still not myself. I had a pretty good breakfast but Leslie didn't want to give me too much at first. So I'm imagining that there will be a second breakfast coming any hour now. In the meantime, I'll just sit here with Leslie and dictate what to say.

I went on a bus ride - wow, that was something. I was a bit scared as we walked to the bus stop...there was a lot of noise that I hadn't heard up close like that before. I think I like looking at the great wide world from inside better. There's really no place like home - especially when Pebbles and PaB love me to pieces.

When I got to the hospital, I was so afraid that I wouldn't come home. Leslie told me that I was going to go to sleep for a little while and when I woke up, she'd be there. Well, that was sorta true. Jeann and she did come and I was very happy to see them. When we got back to the house, I was very wobbly and kept falling down. I didn't want to stay in the mobile house so I just slowly made my way around smelling all the familiar smells. I even went to the potty without any trouble.

We all got up very early this a.m. Probably over tired. I've been trying to figure out how I can get this smell off me. I jumped into the shower and waited for the water to drip out, but that hasn't seemed to help. I think that once this hospital smell goes away, the girls will be back to normal. Seems that a fast one was played on me...I got another manicure. And my tummy is shaved...I'm going to have Leslie take a photo so you can see. I don't have any band-aids on either.

So Mommie Karin, Leslie said that everyone is getting better and that Peter Pan and Charlotte are adjusting to my replacements. That's wonderful because you all need someone or two to keep you all occupied while I'm not there. I'm hoping all is going well and that the little ones - imagine, they're younger than me! - find really good homes soon. Of course, there's no replacing the growing up experience on the Upper West Side though.

I can't wait to see you...I'm getting to be a big girl, but not that big. I'll always be a baby in your eyes. Leslie said that you'll come soon and we'll have a grand time together.

Well, I'm going to take a quick kitten nap here. I'll make sure to send photos next time.

As always, my love and kitty hugs to everyone there,
Peaches