*sniff, sniff, sniff*
“Hello? Are you new around here?”
“Huh? What? Ummm…no. Been here before.”
*sniff, sniff, sniff*
“Oh, hey Ziva. Where have you been?”
“In hell.”
“Where?”
“In prison.”
“Prison?”
“Are you going to keep asking stupid questions?”
“Not if you don’t. I am only wondering where you’ve been the last four days. I thought something was missing and now I realize it was your blaring snores.”
“Well, I’m back. Mom rescued me from prison.”
“What’s a prison?”
“That place where mom takes us once a year…you know, when she sticks us in the cages, puts us in that noisy thing and takes us to people who look down our throats, stick things up our butt and scare us half to death.”
“Oh my! And you were there for four days? How did you survive?”
“Well, they were kind enough to give me kibble and a place to sleep. And even though they stuck me with a needle, it felt good.”
“That’s good. You looked like crap on Monday.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“You did. Mom seemed worried about you.”
“It’s all mom’s fault.”
“What do you mean?”
“She started this by taking me there so they could make my mouth hurt and upset my stomach. I had no appetite after that and felt sad. ”
“But do you feel better?”
“I can eat food now without puking.”
“That’s a good thing because puking is never fun. Been there, done that. And mom hates cleaning it up.”
“I’m a new girl.”
“I thought you were old.”
“Shut up, Gibbs.”
“You’re also crabby.”
“You go spend four days in hell with the barking dogs and funny smells and see how joyful you are when you get home. I bet not.”
“Okay, okay, I get it. Sorry for your pain and misery, Ziva.”
“Apology accepted.”
“Are you glad to be home?”
“Of course I am. How could I not want to be home in my cushy basket, getting lots of pets from mom, and annoying you with my snores?”
“Right. Ummm…Ziva?”
“Yes, Gibbs?”
“I’m glad you’re home too. Mom and I are both glad.”
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Mary J Melange 
MiMi and MuMu are glad too. We’re all glad for all of you.
Thanks Dan. She’s still tentative about eating, but I pray that will pass. I may need to make a trip to the pet store to get her something different to try – she’s so dang picky!
She may take advantage of this, but I suspect you won’t mind. MiMi has a jaw problem that makes it difficult/impossible for her to pick up wet food. The Editor cooks chicken for her and cuts it into small pieces. It’s an option 🙂
I can try that, but Ziva turns her nose up at most people food. I think the only people food she’s ever eaten has been smoked salmon. I’m going to try and pick up some soft chunky food that smells like fish and soft treats. She tried to eat kibble this morning, but I think she’s having a problem chewing because of her pulled teeth – she hasn’t figured out how to compensate.
Mmmm, smoked salmon. What time is dinner?
Yeah, I know! That was always a treat in the summer – smoked salmon or chubs from Lake Michigan. Potato salad on the side…
Glad to hear that all is well and felines have been reunited with family. What an anxious time for all parties!
Maggie, I am still a bit anxious, but I hope that within a couple of days, we will return to normal.
(((hugs)))
Welcome home sweet Ziva, so glad you can enjoy your food again! We wish you a speedy recovery and a blessed weekend to you and all the family 🤗💖🐈 xxx
Ziva, Gibbs and I thank you, Xenia, and send you hugs and love. I am so happy to hear Ziva’s purrs and snores. 🙂
💕🐈💕
A gorgeous and cutely told story Mary, and hopefully all is well again…
Ivor, these two know how to be cute and have an interesting conversation. I am also hoping all is well in the days to come.
My girls are all purrs this morning–Welcome Home, Ziva!!!!
Furry purrs in return to your girls – Ziva gratefully welcomes them.
Mary J, I’m so glad to hear that Ziva is home and doing better. I’m sure you’ll figure out a way to help her get her appetite back. Thanks for posting. Hugs on the wing.
I did a run to Petco and found different kibble that she had a bit of interest in. Also, thawing out chicken broth. If necessary, I have a syringe and determination.
Tipper and Chickie say, “Welcome home, Ziva! Soak up all the snuggles and pats and special food you can get!”
Ziva is all about snuggles and purrs today, but we’re still working on the food.
Awww kitty sibling love. Hope Ziva continues on the road of full recovery.
I am hoping too!
Purrayers and Power of the Paw that you are on the road to full recovery Ziva !
Thank you! The girl and I appreciate it.
There’s no place like home for the best kind of healing love. My prayers continue for all to be well.
Ziva and I thank you for your prayers.
So glad she’s home and feeling a little more like her old self.
As for eating with lack of teeth – you could try (every now and again) a can of (human food) Tuna in Spring water. We give it to our cats when they start turning their noses up at the regularly changing cat foods we give them. They go mental for it – and once they’ve eaten some, they’re happy to go back to their cat food selection.
The Tuna in Spring water obviously wakes their tummy up again, somehow.
Hope your baby get’s back to normal very soon.
Sending squidges ~ Cobs. xxx
Thank you Cobs. I am going to try a little salmon water today and see if she’ll drink. Ziva is still having a hard time…
It’s hard when our fur babies aren’t themselves! I hope Ziva is doing better today. 💛
Ziva is struggling today, but hoping to get something from the vet tomorrow to help with nausea.
Cute post. It is hard when pets are sick. Hope Ziva feels better soon too.
Thank you!
I’m reading this late.Family sorrows. I’m so sorry about Ziva. 💕💕😞
Thanks Cheryl. ❤