Where’s my gold star?

So this recovery thing isn’t too bad, I guess?  I just get to nest all day!!

 

 

(Note from the Human – yeah, I have a spy cam to keep my eye on this girl!)

 

Human says I deserve a gold medal for being such a good kitty, but I haven’t seen one yet.  And what would I do with one anyway?  I’d rather have some more smelly and tasty wet food.

 

Surgery was three days ago.  I’m being nice and quiet.  No more trying to jump on things, just like Human said.

 

Napping is the best thing ever.  I’m making squeaky noises while I sleep.  I don’t usually do this, but I think the pain meds are giving me strange dreams?

 

Onesies are not the best thing ever.  My feline dignity is impugned!!!  At least its better than that smelly cone for now.  I love my wet food, but I don’t need it all over this silly cone that’s in my way!!!

Whatev.  I’m just gonna get a snack

And go back to napping!!

Home

 My human came and sprung me from the hospital!    Hahahaha!  I’m free!!!!

Seriously, forgeeeeet that place.

Ive been bouncing around since I got home about an hour ago.  Human says I’m too mobile right now.  I jumped on my futon twice and she stopped me from jumping off and said no!  Now I have to be in this other room with pretty much nothing in it.  At least Human put a couple of soft things in here for me to sit on, including Human herself at the moment.  And what, she’s gonna argue with me being able to get in and out of my litter box right now?  Get real Human.

I know Human was worried about me not wanting to eat but I’m RAVENOUS right now and ate a bunch when I got home.  She keeps saying she’ll take it.  No idea what that means.

Im purring particularly loudly and being chatty and bouncy.  I guess this is what post surgery drugs do to me?