I take the day off work because I’m tired and sleep deprived. Luna keeps demanding something of me, but I haven’t the faintest what to do.
I was meant to take Luna to the vet but I’m just waiting and praying and hoping. And then we just sit with Luna, and pet her AND kittu2 arrives.
I’m amazed and feel so vindicated because the vet tells me the previous night “Pampered cats don’t push hard enough” but it was that very love that helped her make it through the pregnancy.
I can’t wait to tell those doctors to shove off!
I breathe a sigh of relief!
I’ve named Kittu2 Fe for faith in Spanish.
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