Yep, Puddy is a tough gal, alright! She's mad at me right now, though. Whenever a furkid gets sick, I have them sleep in my room w/me so that I can check on things and give them comfort. So I hauled the litter box and food and water up two flights of stairs and didn't take them back down until I knew for sure that she was well enough to sleep w/the posse. Well, she may have been well enough but she wanted to still sleep w/Mom. I just don't want that to become habit; too many cats in this house and if I do it for one, I'll end up doing it w/all of them. I need my rest! So the last couple of nights, it's been a battle of wills, getting Puddy to sleep where she usually does. Last night she was the yowler instead of Creamsicle. But I stayed strong. This morning she was so cute. When I said 'good morning' to everyone, she turned her head to the side as if to say "Tell it to the paw." She won't come to me either. She'll soften. I hope.

Blessings,
M