She’s a stripy, squeaky terror!
She feels much better, and is therefore taking it out on all the other cats. Not maliciously, mind you, but with a sort of body-slamming glee that only a quadruped can manage.
I swear, that cat grins at me.
And now that I think about it, her resemblance to a certain cat of Cheshire isn’t just superficial.
Thanks for the update. “Body-slamming glee”–great image. I know exactly what you’re talking about.