April 25th, 2007

kittens

Misery

Do you remember when two years ago, Leila went into a state after I brought Manasse home from the vet's, and stayed in a permanent panic for 5 whole months? She was in it again this morning, hiding away under the sofa, hunched up, ears back, tail tucked tightly around her; her big round eyes presenting a picture of abject misery. She scratched me in the face when I tried to get her out. It bled like a mother, but it's as nothing to how my heart bleeds for her this morning.