The running joke used to be that I wasn't allowed a kitten, because Sidana Tabby cat would eat it. Out of jealousy, grumpiness and possibly a little because she was such an excellent hunter.
She's too old now. Even the pigeons are returning to our yard. I noticed that in October.
So tiny Kitten is safe from being Tabby noms! *cheeky grin*
|Sara of Softness not edibleness|
He pronounced her sick with the Herpes virus. This struck fear into my heart, as this was a kitten killer when I was a kid.
However, he explained about the vaccination that was invented in 1980, even though she's only had her first vaccination it all helps reduce the severity of the disease, that she had a mild dose and her tear ducts were still working.
That was cool by the way, he put these drops in Sara's eyes and then shone a black light on her and her eye, nose and mouth glowed! That showed that her tear duct was still open. *happy Kitten Granny*
So, last night's sleep was the tense sleep of someone living with the fear of more heartbreak. When I am tense, I push my tounge against my front teeth. They are so "buck" this morning. Might be time to get a mouthguard if I cannot learn to relax.
What do you do when you are tense? Can you sleep? Do you toss and turn, talk in your sleep or wake up to find that you have dug your nails into you palm all night?