I’m really doing pretty good. Most of the time I seem to walk normal, as if all four legs are still functional. I can even use the real kitty box, but since mom’s trash can is totally snowed in with heavy icing and since the one-inch high tray won’t fit in what remains of space, she hasn’t removed it yet. (The poop itself has been moved. I guess it’s more flexible.) I did get into an altercation with CeeCee a couple days ago — mom swatted her for me since I couldn’t figure out with which paw I should do it! Don’t worry — mom didn’t swat her any harder than I would have!
My current nickname might be “Hoppy”, but right now my gait is only uneven if I’m startled.
I don’t jump up on anything quite yet. Yes, I did it the first night I was home, but right now, I’m not so very sure. Yet.
Hoppy Rory! So glad you are doing so well! I love that your mom gave out a swat for you on your behalf! She’s a very nice person…and you are a very nice kitty!
You are doing great Rory!!! Look forward to more “hop p y” updates!
Hugs!
Sally and Alumni Happy Hannah and Merry Myrtle too
Thanks, Benny!!! Going over to check your home out.