Here is photo and story about my kitty Kriquette. I no longer have her, she went feral (big surprise!).

Kriquette was a Turkish Angora mix. She was rather...um...rambunctious. I mean, she was ALMOST named Piranha due to the fact that ankles and feet were not safe around her. Friends avoided her as much as possible. One out-of-town friend went home after visiting one day because of her.

When she was about 5 months old, she developed a large, painful abscess on her back so we had to take her to the vet.  They were going to put her out, lance and drain it, she'd be groggy all night, I was to pick her up in morning, and they had ME place her in the little tank that gassed her.

Less than hour later, I get a call, very emotional voice telling me to "Come pick up your cat!"  I thought she'd failed tot survive the anesthesia, so I bawled all the way there and barely noticed all the ruckus going on in waiting area... I but did register that a tech was putting bandage someone's arm, and the animals seemed rather more agitated than usual. I managed to catch someone, tell them who I was, and I got a nasty look and told "come on! we've got her in a room."

Well! Very bad bed-side manners for grieving owner, but, the place was so busy...and it was a good-sized place, with several doctors. They lead me to the door of exam room, crack the door and peek through, then gesture for me to enter.  I do, and there's my baby! Alive!!

Alive and...wild! On top of wall cabinets, pacing, snarling, etc. I shove against the worker to get the door open, go in, and she leaps into my arms crying, just cuddles and buries her face against me.

On the way out, I notice that everyone is either bandaged, being bandaged, or still bleeding from scratches on arms, faces, necks, legs, humans and animals both. A big, mean-looking Rottie had some lovely bright-red scratches across his snout. He saw her in my arms and cowered behind his owner's legs and whimpered!!

EVERYONE glared at me.

I was SOOOOOOO embarrassed!!!

Proud and impressed, of course, at the magnitude of damage, but still embarrassed.