Sometimes I have to remind them which way breakfast is, and Sweetpea is too little to jump into the pen so she waits on a boost from me, but mornings have gotten a lot easier now that I can just open the door and go! :)
so the cats are home and and the surgeries went well. come 8pm and it’s time for their pain killers and they are allowed to have a little bit of food.
i get hamilton easy. he comes strolling over at the shake of their treat bag and i get his dose administered.
sweetpea just kinda peaks out from under the couch but won’t come out more than just sticking her paws out. and i can’t drag her out because it will pull at her stitches. i spent about half an hour sitting there with two treats and a dollop of wet food, trying to get her out… to no avail.
then hamilton looks under the couch and sees her. he crawls under and, after a couple minutes, they both come out together. that’s love, right there. he rescued his baby sister.
so i got her painkillers done too.
but…. omg my cats love each other so much and hamilton is such a protective big brother.