She’s terrified of me. This I found out on Saturday night when she kicked away from me as I was trying to hold her, claws narrowly missing my eye. She doesn’t trust me anymore, she is not cuddly, and I miss that so much. I thought her purr was broken because she didn’t start purring again until late Friday night. And this is a cat that purred constantly, even while incarcerated at the vet’s.
It’s almost a week now since her near-death experience and she will allow me to pet her, and almost hold her, but she’s still skittish, and tired often. My poor girl. I hope she comes back to normal soon.