All the Faces

Emilie is still prettiest princess with her hair clip. She’s also very very happy to have a box with an open half-door so she can watch what goes on, because being stuck in there 24/7 is so very dull.

Please. Do things. I want to watch you do things.
She’s too thin. I look forward to her regaining the weight she lost during her illness.
The Moon decided to pose for an artsy shot just as I was trying to get a decent picture of Emilie in her box.
Emilie is not the only box window lurker. Felina has better camouflage though!
Small walk of the evening: Saying hello to White.
Look who came to say hello, too: It’s Mikro, mum of the murderkittenz.

Picture Dump

It’s time for another picture dump where I dig out whatever’s sitting in the darkest corner of my camera and try to do something funny with it.

Miv really likes my husband’s slippers. As in, really, really likes them.
Splat.
Not a single fuck was given today.

A Sunny Day in March

Emilie’s still got a wee bit of fever. We’re not getting her home Sunday. Vet tells us that it is most likely a small complication from the surgery: When they have to turn them over, the lungs get squished a little, and a teeny bit of pneumonia is a common result. She was on antibiotics after surgery, and it’s normal for it to show once she gets taken off them. Which is of course why she’s been put back on the meds. Still hoping for Tuesday.

Mood is great, and she’s not in any discomfort from it. The only thing that Emilie wishes to complain about is that she’s only allowed to walk like an old lady on a lead. She wants to buck and run and prance!

Spring sunshine exists to be enjoyed, even if we’re still only allowed short walks.
I made a new little friend today. According to herself, her name is “Mreff”.
Mreff is a bit camera shy, however.
I told you, we’re best friends now. She followed us everywhere.