About two weeks before I went to Croatia, Roo came home with a small cut above her eye. I assumed it would heal on its own. It didn’t, became infected, and I had to take her to the vet. It was all much worse than it had appeared to me, but she would be okay. It broke my heart to leave her there for the week I was away.
I picked her up today. There’s still some healing to be done, but she’s doing well, and hasn’t left my side since I opened her carrier after arriving home.
Fuzzy, unconditional love is the best love. It’s good to be home!