Gertie....part two

it had been 7 days AND it was in the 20's last night. i told neil this morning that i was going to go get her carrier (that she loves) from the neighbor who last saw her's house. he agreed. we both had given up hope. we only partially admitted that to each other but really...how could she make it a week with occasional freezing temperatures? well, she did. so there.

i had forgotten to pick up the can of stinky wet food i had left out for her. and thank god i am such a space case cos at about noon today, she showed up for a snack! i went outside and brought her in. she wasn't using her right rear leg and she was sooooo tired. she just limp/hopped to her favorite chair and gave me her best gravelly meow and she took a little nap like everything is so not a big deal.

she is such a faker.

so it was off to the vet for us. she had lost two of her ten pounds. oh AND she tore her ACL (just like Matilda! yay!). AND she fractured her pelvis. AND a bit of her bowels are squeezing through a hole in her abdominal wall. BUT, with some excessive surgery starting at the butt crack of dawn tomorrow morning, she should be just fine.

Gertie most likely battled it out with a moving vehicle of sorts and she f-ing kicked its a$$. or at least she survived and that most definitely makes her a winner in our book.

She's got the dreaded e-collar on and she has very little control over her back end but she actually seems to be in pretty good spirits. that must be some stellar pain medication she is on!

"don't you dare laugh"