I had a little incident last night that ended up in quite the traumatic incident. I was playing with a choice piece of trash (which my LL swears she has no idea where I found it because she just cleaned the kitchen). Suddenly I inhaled it! It felt really weird in my throat and I tried to cough it up but it wouldn't come up. Every time I took a breath the paper rattled in my throat and I was very askeered. My LL ran up and got the PTU (wrong one, I've never been in that one!) and then shoved me in there and then we went into the metal machine. I was really really askeered and I couldn't breath right. The LL tried to tell me I'd be OK but I couldn't believe her. About 5 minutes into the ride I had a BIG cough and then the rattling in my throat stopped. By the time we got to the ER vet I was meezing normally but my gums were not looking good so they put me in the Oxygen tank for a while. This was not much fun and my LL was not with me! I did my usual purr so much they can't hear my heart beat and the vet had to leave me with my humans for a while so I would calm down a bit. Which I did. And then I was OK. I think the LL was worse off than I was.
When I got home, you're never going to believe this, Chase was NICE to me!! He just sat in front of me and blinky eyed at me for a long time. I guess he does kind of like me. I have to go rest now because it was a sacrifying experience and I was sure I would never make it home again!
