Today was my first real day at home and we were all very excited! My mummy had placed the bench and her desk with her laptop on it in her bedroom, so she could take care of me 24/7. Fortunately she can work from home, and now when she sits behind her laptop working, she only has to look to her left to see what I’m doing. She had found her old pink university laptop (the battery won’t charge – but it can still be used with the power cable) and had put that one on the ground so I could watch catTV during the day and I wouldn’t get too bored while she was working. She had furthermore bought me a tower for my cat food so I would get even less bored in my bench. I really liked that idea, and the smells coming off it were delicious, so I immediately tried getting the food out. However, after a few minutes I gave up. It was just too difficult. My mummy tried teaching my how to remove the cat food by moving the kibbles around with her finger and pushing them through the holes. I...

In the morning the hospital called my mummy to give her an update on my condition. I wasn’t doing too well. My mummy worried that the anaesthesia might have messed with me; after all, it had been administered to me two days in a row (Friday and Saturday). However, the hospital reassured her that this was not the case, but that I had a fever and that my vet (doctor M) had decided to put me on Clavubactin (antibiotics) and Analgin (a medication to relieve fever). You can imagine how relieved my family was that they had made the right decision to let me spend an extra night in the hospital! They were invited to come and visit me in the hospital at 4 pm to discuss my situation with doctor M. Upon arrival doctor M immediately told my family that I was an absolute sweetheart and well-behaved; I didn’t fuss, complain and I didn’t touch my wound, so I haven’t had to wear the hood of shame yet. I had also eaten twice that day, but hadn’t pooped yet. She told my mummy that if she were t...