Debug Is Recovering Nicely

My poor, furry baby was definitely in a foul mood when I picked her up from the vet last night. Not eating would do that to anyone, as I well recall. But the surgery to remove the fleshy growth on her face went well.

I gave her a little bit of food leftover from her final meal before the vet-ordered cutoff time. Even though it was cold from being in the fridge, she devoured it. A good sign, I think. She was trying to wake me up at 3:15 AM today for more feeding; so I got up earlier than usual.

The lab should provide their analysis of the growth by the end of this week.