I got up this morning, unable to really sleep much last night. Exhausted I managed to get myself ready to deal with this paw situation. Yuki was uncomfortable all night and shifted around not being able to get into a position that didn't make her foot ache. It was so sad.

It dawned on me after I had called the vet last night that I got rid of our cat carrier. We had it outside for a long time to give shelter to the hobo cat that was coming around all the time. It got rusty and pretty gross from the weather so I chucked it in the bin with the thought I would buy a nicer one some day. Well, day hasn't come so I had to figure out how get the cat to the vet with out struggling free and running out into traffic.

I remembered that I had a fold up box that we used to carry her in when we first brought her home from the breeder. Thank goodness I didn't throw that away. I figured she'd probably be able to bust out of it in .5 seconds, but it was better than nothing.

8:50am. Time to get the furball and get her into the box. I think she was in a lot of pain at this point because she let me carry her to the box, put her in and didn't put up any kind of fight. Arrived at the vet by 9:00. Anxious 15 minute wait and they called us in.

The nice man examined her paw and said that she looked like she'd been bitten or punctured it somehow and that it was very infected. He gave her a shot of antibiotics which was painful for me to watch but she needed it. I've got to keep an eye on it and try and keep it clean for the next week or so.

I brought her home, terrified and confused as she was. I opened the box and left it on the couch. I figured she loves boxes and might want to re-visit it later when she's feeling up to it. The rest of the day she slept. Groggy from the jab and the outside adventure I'm sure.

I had to leave and go pick up snow from the airport. I was so glad he was coming home and sure the kitten could use a good dose of the dad human to cheer her up. Lord knows the mom human needed some! Got him, he was in one piece as was the luggage... hooray!

We grilled some food, chilled out, equipped jammies. Life is good again. Even Yuki perked up and decided to play in her prison box since I think she knew it wasn't meant for evil, but rather good.

All is right in the world again almost. Paw will hopefully heal up nicely. Snow will destroy the house and give me dishes angst again. Work will be insane. Isle of Man will provide horizontal rain almost every day. Life... doesn't get any better than this *glee* So very happy.

And now I'm off for a long overdue snuggle!