Bad, bad, bad Beck is in her own bed! (how 2 Siamese cats act happy to see me)

Whew!
I’m home. Auntie Em, I’m home. There’s no place like it.
It seems the hoards around here had a clean up morning. The house seems fine.
The first to greet me was Betsy Beagle. I thought she was gonna wag her tail off. Grace the Yorkie is confused but won’t let me put her down.
I got put right to bed by the girls. They can believe they are the boss of me for a while longer. I’ll allow it.
As soon as I walked in the cat’s flew to the beams.
I walked in and sat in my chair and looked up at two pairs of suspicious flashy blue eyes. I called their names. I heard one tiny meow. I believe it was Meeko.
I went on upstairs to bed. Don’t tell the girls but I’m pretty wiped out. I had a pain shot before I left. Didn’t think I’d need it. I was wrong. I napped for an hour or so. And woke up to cat’s purring.
I looked up at my headboard and they were up there looking me over. I reached up and petted Bear and he stood up. Hid tail was puffed up. I patted Meeko and she jumped down on the bed and bitched slapped the Yorkie. She started her examination of me and soon Bear joined in.
Apparently I passed the sniff test.
Their tails puff up everytime I speak or move.
More later…

Is that a threat?

Welcome home!

StG

Welcome home! Hoping your recovery will accelerate now that you are home.

Cats!

I get decent food. Yay!!

The girls are cooking burritos. Smells heavenly.
Bear is roaming around my bedroom howling. He’s putting on his best, “Look at me, Mom” demeanor. Gah!!?! :smack: Crazy Cat Critter!!

Welcome home, Beck! I’m so glad to see you’re there. May your recovery continue well in more familiar surroundings.

Welcome home

Yeehah!

Very glad you made it back.

Those puffed tails may mean ‘Don’t anybody dare to try to take our Beck away again!’

Welcome back to your Casa.

Glad to hear that you’re home, Beck!

The cat yowling has ceased. I scolded Bear. Now he’s sitting on the window-seat ignoring me. Meeko is crouched on my thigh. If I move an inch claws extend into my skin.

I’ve eaten my supper. And cleaned up alittle.
That’s about all I can manage at this point.
DIL took all the children to her house for a sleepover. Peace at last.

The lil’wrekker has sniffles and a wet cough. It’s her allergies. So much new growth in the yard. My tulips are just about to bloom. Yay!

I’m so, so, so happy to be home.
(:))

I’m glad you’re back in your own space. :slight_smile:

There’s no place like home!

One of Nature’s best healing tools is the cat. When I don’t feel well, for whatever reason, I get a cat glued to me.

Especially when I have a roaring, splatter-my- brains-all-over-the-ceiling migraine, I derive such comfort of that warm, purring body in my lap!

Welcome home!

(And take away Big Wrekker’s debit card!)
~VOW

Did you stop for a corndog on your way home?

StG

Yay! You’re home! And it sounds like you’re getting excellent care, human, canine, and feline.

Rest up, and don’t try to skimp on the pain meds.

Glad you’re feeling better and are at home. Head butt the cats for me.

I did get corndogs. My pain is minimal. I more worn out. I feel like I’ve been run over by a mack truck.
The ride home sucked out my energy.
I’ll sleep and be perkier tomorrow, I’m sure.

Kitties might be reacting to your change of smell. Not just the stinky hospital stuff (meds, cleaners and all the people stopping by) but also Pancho? (Sorry, mine is Lefty) being gone could mean you smell different.

Kittys touch base weirdly. Luckily yours are not biting you. The yowling might be Bear trying to scare off intruders (you… or anything that might hurt you.) Meeko might be trying to make you be still and heal… she’s there to keep you safe :wink:

I’m glad you passed the cat scan. :smiley:

So glad you’re back home with the meezers. They really love you, and they’ll help you heal.