Meltdown

What a day. After doing pretty well yesterday, "Angel" backslid, and so we went back to the clinic. After the FeLV scare, the news was good: "Angel" responded well to some special food, and Dr. Kelly thinks it may have been a low blood sugar thing... And when the human got home tonight, "Angel" was active and even eating crunchies again.... On the other hand, a lamp in the bedroom was overturned, and 2, count them 2, kittens were missing! (It was the ocelot twins.) Were they sick? Coming down like "Angel" did?? Eventually, after prolonged panic and searching of a very small room, they surfaced - and the human began to understand just who it was knocked over the lamp! OK, all's well. But not! Next it was necessary to FF the regulars, and everyone showed but Banshee. But the human was still mostly ok - Banshee had been spending time in the attic, but her fav places were well known, so, no problem. Problem. When the human went upstairs, Banshee was no where to be found. So: Get the flashlight, search the corners, etc. Nothing. And then the panic really starts. Banshee! Asthmatic!! Take a can of FF upstairs, pop the top, nothing. Eventually the human becomes shrill, if you know what we mean. Cats and kittens are starting to notice. Then we have what can only be an angelic intervention - tell your guardian angel to get together with, etc. Banshee appears, obviously very freaked-out, but, as far as the human can tell, not sick and not injured. After prolonged sweet-talk, Banshee lets herself be carried downstairs, and, eventually, consents to consume a rather large quantity of FF. But she's still freaked and it shows. Eventually the human begins to understand - in the course or her original original panic - sick "Angel" - she realizes Banshee may well have eyeballed "Angel" as the human toted her out to the vetz. Much additional sweet-talking will be required. And more FF. And c-nip. And feathers. But the human is so so happy to have her beautiful Bansh back!!!