Feline Grace

I am humbled by how much grace, stoicism and understanding Magic is showing with her condition. She has just come to me to have her bandage reapplied. I noticed earlier it was beginning to loosen a little but was substantially intact so I decided to leave it for the time being. Just now she's obviously had another good go at it and also managed to get the ends sopping wet presumably from drinking more water.

So she came to find her favoured human and made it known things needed sorting then sat on the sofa where I normally perform her care. I didn't have a spare primapore dressing to hand but she let me go for it while waiting patiently for me. Once we were done I lifted her for our post-treatment cuddle and she couldn't snuggle in any closer and was frantically trying to groom my hair which felt like a thanks. I am actually moist eyed writing this at her bravery in accepting what I do for her, for how she is playing a part in her care and knowing to come and tell me something needs fixed.

I'm hideously biased about Magic as she has been there for me through some dreadful life events so it is a privilege to care for her in her hour of need.