So, on Thursday, my computer blew up. We had the power go out twice; my computer recovered from the first short. But after the second, when I tried to boot it up, the delightful aroma of burnt plastic filled the air, and my system seriously, truly, honest-to-God sounded like a smoke alarm. Breeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
Other than that excitement, Freyja's doing better too. The vet says to leave her be for another week or two, and then he wants her to come in for another x-ray, possibly an ultrasound and tissue samples. She's back to her old self, rough housing with the other cats, and such. I'm glad my girl is ok, at least for the time being.
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