Graemer okay now?

My cat Ingrid has a slight tick of bursitis in her left shoulder. That actually developed years ago, and it made her limp from time to time (like when she first got going), but hardly seems to bother her any more.

A few years ago, I think maybe she'd fallen on her bottom; I was worried that her tail was broken or paralyzed, because it looked really pathetic--it just hung limp and swung very slightly when she moved around, instead of being her flag & rudder. But it turned out she'd bruised it somehow (she cried when I felt it to see if there was a real problem), and I guess it hurt less simply to let it hang. She got over it within a few days, but she looked very sad during that time.

Ingrid's coming up on 15 tears old, but she's still pretty nimble. In the morning when I get out of the shower, she leaps from atop le water closet onto the sink to be in my way & try to talk me into coming back to sleep with her instead of leaving for work. If only she knew how much I'd love to do that!

Ingrid's last remaining litter mate (who was an indoor/outdoor cat named Stella) vanished from her home about 2 years ago; by then Stella wasn't much of a jumper any more. So I feel pretty good about the way Ingrid gets around. She can jump okay when & where she wants--although if something like my guitar case (latched & on its side) is available, that makes a very handy ramp to walk up before she gets on the bed.

One story about Stella: onc she got up into her humans' attic, but they didn't realize that until many hours later. Finally it was time for bed, but "Where's the cat?" By then they had begun hearing muffled cries & little noises from in the bathroom. To make a long story short, Mike had to empty all the towels out of the cabinet, and then he used an electric drill & a hammer to bash out an exit. Stella had fallen down inside the wall! Luckily she wasn't hurt, but when Stella finally came out after all that drama, she was kind of freaked out, and she followed Mike & Lynn around for days.