Yesteday, I was finally able to get to the vet (closed
Sunday, closed Monday due to holiday), and they worked with me on an angle and
other things (I mentioned it in yesterday’s post, here).
I am thrilled. Silkie isn’t happy but she’s not distressed.
We’ve got about a week more of this.
When I had her over there yesterday, he did a quick look-see
at her mouth and didn’t say anything unfavorable, so I trust that is healing as
expected. We go back for a real post-op visit on the 3rd. I have charity
crafters that morning, but I’ll go later in the day. Silkie and I have worked
out the “get the struggling cat into the carrier” routine to our mutual
satisfaction, if not joy.
Hugs and prayers for each of you who were concerned enough
to say a wee prayer about this, silently or publicly - it matters not.
Sweet, sweet Lord Jesus, thank you with all my heart. I felt
so stupid. I felt as though I were failing both Silkie and you. Thank you for
hearing the prayers of others on something this small in the huge scope of
eternity. I am very, very grateful.
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