There will be a video montage of Ripley’s weekend progress tomorrow, although it will really be just me goobering over her accomplishments performed off camera. Her noted progress is that she can now jump from floor to bathroom sink, and also from floor to kitchen counter then counter to fridge. She can also get down from the fridge to the floor (via the counter) all by herself. She still has trouble turning in a circle. She still gets confused and/or stumbles when there is too much visual or aural stimulus around her. But she is now doing her morning war cry and rubs up against objects for affection purr-time. Also, she’ll do uppies with me then go from me to Dawg then back to me again with no trouble. She tries to get on our backs, which isn’t quite normal for her. She’s returned to hissing at the other girls instead of curiously sniffing them. She is ravenous, presumably from the prednisone. Still taking her pills like a grumpy champ via the pillgun.

Today Dawg and I are going to the vollies parade and then we’ll see what the day brings. I’ve been up since 3:45am, for some reason I’m just very excited about the parade, so hopefully I’ll get naptime at Dawg’s parents’ place later if we go there, or naptime with Dawg and kitties if we come home instead.

Happy Sunday.