Mingo is fine. Late last night he jumped up onto his favorite landing, and I thought, Huh, he looks fine. Early this morning he got into my lap and I was able to touch and rub both legs. No flinching, no reaction at all except purring, and his eyes are clear and focused. So I called the vet and cancelled, and said if she felt that Mingo should be seen anyway, she should call and I’d come, but she didn’t so I didn’t.
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Oh thank heavens…I was so worried something bad was happening to a too-young cat.
Yay for the Mingo!
Oh happy. Glad to hear it.
Yeah, I’m pretty goddamn pleased myself. Anything that isn’t a pulled muscle is too scary to contemplate. Thanks for the support.
Good for Mingo.
YAY!!!