I think she's almost all better - so much so that we skipped the torture this morning. When I got up, she was already downstairs, then we went in the kitchen and she ate many dandelion greens, I put out some new parsely and she ate a couple of those, just ofr variety, we played toreador downstairs, then she went to use the litter box, and I said, "Okay, maybe you're better!"

We had had a nice petting time last night, which we really hadn't had since her trip to that nasty place, and things seem almost normal. Whew!