Sister Jane seems to be feeling better, but her eye still looks funny. She has to take medicine twice a day. Boy am I glad it's not me! And I'm lucky, because Jane gets a treat after her medicine and I get one, too! I'm not hissing at her so much any more...just whenever I get a whiff of the vet...GROWL!
I have conquered the top of our new kitty condo, but usually only when a toy is dangled up there and when Jane isn't up there - which isn't very often. I mostly stick to the fleece on the couch with a good view of the birds.