*or kitty kitty mad at Mama, but that doesn't rhyme...*
Nova got spaid and de-clawed yesterday. I got her back today. Let's just say she's not a happy camper with the Mama at the moment
(don'tcha love the look?)
But, she's home and the "merow"ing has stopped. And my pants and the kid's feet and everything else she decided to scratch (besides the things designated to scratch, of course), will survive unscathed. Yay!
I think she'll love me again someday. Maybe in a few minutes when I give her her painkillers... lol
