Since I’ve come home from the hospital, my cats have acted strangely toward me. Part of it is the “Where have you been?!?!?!?!?!? You abandoned us!!!!!” act and the other part is the fact that I smell funny. (I smell like the hospital.)

Edda has been happy to see me. My little panther missed me and the only problem I’ve had with her is negotiating where she’s allowed to put her paws when she climbs on top of me. (She tends to gravitate toward my sutures. OWWWW!!!!!) Freya has been inspecting me with her little pink nose and she has consented to being petted when we’ve both been on the bed. Finian doesn’t know what to do with me and Cullen was terrified of me when I first came home. Since we’ve established that I’m the one who pets him and scratches all his itchy tabby places, he’s started tolerating me again.