Waking up from anesthesia.
Getting spayed is not easy.
Judging mama’s scratches and koocheekoos is my job.
Waiting for the painkillers to kick in, with a view.
Loving mama’s scratches and koocheekoos is also my job.
I feel so great that I could climb a mountain, but I am just letting mama know that I dropped my toy off the couch and I want her to pick it up for me. Of course, climbing onto the back of the couch and whining loudly is more work than picking up my own toy, but I am not the exercise physiologist in the family.
Sleeping on mama is always my other job; I work hard.
I hope everything went well. Beatrix was spayed about 2 weeks ago. I'm just seeing this, but my Bee totally agrees that it's not easy.