Well you'll be happy to learn that Frances finally did return and I finally was able to leave the vet's office. Hooray! I was worried for a while. It had been such a long time. I want to thank all of you who were concerned about my welfare and sent me an email to cheer me along. And thank you to a couple of the friendly cats that shared my dark times with me back at the vet's office. You know who you are. I hope you also have a chance to return to happier times.
So Frances finally came to pick me up. She said something to me in the ride back in the car. Her voice sounded apologetic, but I can't say I understand yet exactly what happened. When we got home there was someone new there. Someone a little bit like Frances, but even older. Naturally when I met her I wanted to jump on to her lap. I was certain that she would want to meet me and spend some time with me. She pushed me away. Unbelievable. How could she resist me?
A few hours later, she went to sleep and it was just Frances and me left downstairs. I jumped on her lap and was my most affectionate self. Rubbing my nose up against hers, we were friends again. I felt better. Life was good again.
I tried over the course of several days to jump on this new person's lap and every time she did something like pulling out a pillow to block me. Finally I just gave up.
So what now. I'm home. Frances is home. I'm locked out of one of my favorite rooms because of this new person who seems to have taken up residence. Won't let me on the bed. Oh well, it's still better than the vet.
After a number of days, the new person packed up her belongings, these people need so many things to be happy, and she drove away with Frances. Frances returned alone. Truly back to normal now.
- Posted by Smuf at 10:35 PM