There she is, my little girl. You can see where they shaved a little of her fur off to give her the IV. I felt so guilty on the way home. She and Isis cried and cried. Then we got here, and they both settled down on the couch and purred the whole afternoon. I'm glad we went with the extra pain meds, and the non-ripping out way. My cats actually seem like themselves. So, no worries. I think they'll go on to live long happy lives yet.