Here Kitty, Kitty

For those who do not know, we have a cat. She showed up at our seminary house last spring and never left (thanks in part to saucers of milk left by Ashley on the back steps). We were not allowed pets, so we never could officially call her "our" cat...even though she slept inside most nights and we saw her through her first litter of kittens at that house. Many people in the neighborhood left food for her and even let her in as well. Austin named her "Meri," after the street we lived on, Merida. When the time came for us to move, I could not bear the thought of leaving her behind...so she came with us...although, the harlot was great with child. After a drama-filled Easter night and a 4am visit to the emergency vet, she delivered litter #2. We have finally found homes for all the kittens and decided to prevent any future offspring. Well, today Meri had her appointment with destiny. I (Ashley) picked her up this afternoon and brought her back to the house. When I let her out of the carrier, she very gingerly crept out. She looked almost as if they removed her stomach, because she appeared sooo skinny. Her back legs seemed a bit wobbly and at first I thought maybe they were numb from the surgery, but then I saw her belly and realized that she got a serious tummy tuck and was probably in pain! Poor kitty! I cannot recall being around a female cat that was recently spayed before. I feel so bad for her, because she is so pitiful!