Barely few hours ago, I was still munching a piece of biscuit with all the J Kitties staring at my hand. Everyone was sitting there with those pathetic eyes wanting to have a bite. Half an hour later, I felt something rubbing at my feet and it was Joey. I felt dampness which I thought was her normal habit of playing with water in the washroom. As usual I would bring her up onto my lap and stroke her to sleep. She acted normal with her eyes closed while I was busy meeting some deadlines with my computer. A few seconds later, she began to feel agitated and started brushing her eyes furiously.
I saw watery blood and it almost cost me to fall over my chair. Gosh! What had happened? The others were all lazily scattered all over the sitting room and I did not hear any fights or any of them playing noisily as before. The sight got me panicked. She was blinded by a piece of pinkish flesh protruding through her right eye and the other could hardly open. It’s almost after midnight and it’s raining furiously out there. Who would answer my call at this hour? No one! Not even the vet!