Aftermath frazzled

Although all's well in Kittyland, Hedgesville, I don't mind admitting that I'm absolutely worn out after the ordeal of almost losing Shadow on Saturday evening. He was very traumatized and although he had a drink of water and used his sandbox, he spent the whole night and entire Sunday in the lining of the lounge sofa.  I kept on getting up in the night to check on him, using the large torch which we take on our night birding outings. I'd hold my breath as I knelt down on the carpet, and be so relieved when I 'd see his bright but terrified eyes staring back at me from the depths of the furniture. Back in bed, although I'd try to relax and fall asleep, as I'd doze off, I'd think about "what if" (What if the dog had hurt Shadow before she dropped him? What if Shadow had injured himself when he hit the ground after we'd sawn down the tree? What if he'd run up the street  instead of into the open gate, never to be seen again? And I'd find myself being jerked awake. I was absolutely frazzled in the morning. 

Last evening we took Ginger and Ambrose out onto the patio, and although Shadow peered out of the kitchen door, he ventured no further than the back step before belting it back indoors again. Fortunately he spent the night on his favorite armchair and seems to [almost] be  back to normal. This morning he woke us at 4.45am (as he always has!) and told us he was hungry!

 Last night Shadow finally came out from under the sofa

Relaxing on his chair

Poor Ginger and Ambrose also bore the brunt of the upheaval on Saturday night. They were very sensitive to Shadow's trauma once he was safely indoors. Ginger lay on the carpet near the sofa and Ambrose kept peering underneath to see his Unca Shadow!

 Ginger slept on the carpet near the sofa and Shadow

 In between Ambrose has also helped me to kitty-sit Topsy and Tipsy as usual! 

Exhausted by a traumatic weekend and kitty-sitting duties 

The two kittens who're growing bigger by the minute! 

Here's wishing you all a wonderful week ahead.