From Little Miss she morphed into Little Miss Do Me, Do Me Now, acapella in quite a fine voice I might add. So today I hustled her off to the vet. We use a clinic that specializes in cats, Dr. P is very, very good and all our cats seem to love her and her assistants.
Little Miss was actually quiet for the 20 minute drive. I, on the other hand, cranked up some tunes just in case, all the while keeping an eye to the sky which was getting uglier by the minute.
We've got a Feb. 11th appointment for spaying, so in the meantime, earphones and patience are the watchwords for the next few days.
But we're back, safe and sound. Little Miss Mayhem has a new toy, compliments of the vet staff. She came through the trauma just fine and is happily playing soccer with mousie in the kitchen.