Munkie! was supposed to get spayed today. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get her into the kitty-carrier and over to the vet, so we had to cancel and reschedule for next week.
I feel like I tried too hard to get her in and scared her. I was able to get her out from under the bed by tossing some string around, but later even that didn’t work. So I resigned in defeat. Usually when I’m sleeping, Munkie! tries to snuggle with me or clean out my ears with her tounge. Last night she didn’t; I think she was mad at me 😦
I’m sad because I was just trying to help my kitty, and I love her to bits, and I made her scared. I feel like I failed, and if she goes into heat in the next week and gets cervical cancer (or whatever) and dies, it’ll be my fault. I’m probably blowing things out of proportion, but I just want my kitty to be happy.