Mom went to the human V-E-T yesterday and her hand is infected. They gave her giant pills to take, and said that if it doesn't get better in a couple of days, she will have to have an IV. Her hand around the "wound" is red, hot, sore and very puffy. She said that the human V-E-Ts were nice and only asked if it was our own kitty that bit her, and when she said yes, that was the end of it, except to say that cat bites often get infected. Mom is glad it is her left hand that is wounded because it is hard to move and stiff.
When she came home from work today, she stayed up long enough to eat dinner and then fell asleep about 7:30 - she never does that. She only took Camie out once. Shame on her. When she woke up a few minutes ago, we told her the first thing she had to do was help us. We haven't been blogging all week and it all her fault, so she has to help us now. And then she can take Camie out again.
Some kitties had some comments/questions about the move and Cody. Yes, Mom realizes that it wasn't his fault. She totally blames herself for getting bitten, and knows that Cody was petrified and that was why he bit her, and since it was her fault, there is nothing to forgive him for. She scared him badly. In fact we haven't seen him since moving in, but know he's here hiding somewhere. Mom was also terrified when he got out and was all leaky but trying to put on a brave face. Mom was so scared he wouldn't be able to find his way back home after not being out in so many years. He was just a kitten when he was rescued. And we moved about 15-20 minutes from where we were. We don't have any roommates to let any of us out, and Mom is happy about that. Oh, and Willie, Mom moved a little closer to March and a little further away from LA. But it is only another 15 minutes either way.