My poor Stella Bella is recouperating after what was probably a very traumatic vet experience. She got fixed yesterday. She was pretty groggy and whiney last night and this morning. She seems to have recovered somewhat, though. She is alternating between attemping to torture, the cat, trying to get me to play with her and her new chew toy, and taking impromptu naps.
Even though she is felling better, I feel like such a big meanie! I also keep feelling a twinge of regret that there will not be any baby Stellas running around. I think she is recovering faster than me.