Happy Anniversary

Meet Luna (on the left). Two short years ago today, Luna experienced something that I wish on no kitty. She escaped the house and tangled with a raccoon. She came home on July 3, 2005, with her torso torn open and severely dehydrated. After several hours in surgery, she was allowed to come home. I spent the rest of the summer delivering antibiotics, pain killers, bandages, carting her to a dozen or so vet visits (including two more surgeries), and finally, she started getting back to normal. (Anyone who is interested in the details can view gruesome photos of her recovery here.)

Today, the only evidence of Luna's near death experience are a few scars. She is still not afraid of the outdoors, much to the chagrin of her sister and myself. Luna's the bravest little kitty I know, and if I had to do the whole disgusting, expensive mess all over again, I would in a heart beat.