Takayuki wrote:

Yes. I took Spicey to TED for her dewclaw issue, and while waiting in the
examination room, she looked so wide-eyed and plaintive, that I took
gathered her out of her carrier, and planted her on my lap. She's not
exactly a lap cat, of course, but she buried her little harlequin face in
my armpit for a minute.

Aww... that reminds me of the first time I took Licky to the vet. It was a
day I had been dreading, because I had no idea how I was going to manage to
get him into a carrier. Anyway, we made it there, though late - it was a
long chase.

When he first got out of the carrier in the exam room, he immediately came
over to me, and like Spicey, buried his head in my armpit. I had gone from
terrifying predator to protective mother in a very short time. It was so
sweet when he did that. I realized that, despite his anxiety and avoidance
of letting me get too close to him, we had more of a bond than I thought. Of
course, this was all before he started demanding I pet his belly so he could
go into toe-spreading, turbo-purring trance mode.

She seems to have forgiven me now, and will even come up to me if I call
her. She's been bopping Buster on the head every time he comes up to sniff
her though, so she must still be a little steamed. But I notice she's
slapping him with her right paw, so it must be feeling all right.

I'm glad she's OK and didn't need surgery!

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"...she tells with a little bit of humor the story of the song and the Jews
as they move from the Shtetls of Eastern Europe to Western Europe to America,
to the suburbs, and to the Internet. As one interviewee says, "It's been a
long, strange journey from Ukraine to YouTube." -- "Hava Nagila": The Movie