Yearning to Live

Benny

I felt a syringe go into my side full of sedation. My body was heavy and engulfed in pain. I laid my head down and Natasha came in and started to stroke me and I soon blacked out.

I woke up in the same stall I fell asleep in except the pain was more bearable, and the stall was empty. I glanced at my leg and saw the white wrap again except it was tighter and it was stiffer but not a cast. I laid my head back down. A new vet came in and went over to my leg. My mood was lifted a bit when I saw that the vet I bit was gone. This vet undid my wrap on my leg. It was still swollen and puffy, but not as much. It was also less painful. The vet started feeling around my leg as I sat up. He looked over at me and then looked at my leg. Another person walked in, it was Natasha. She sat down beside me and started to scratch my right shoulder. The vet started to talk to Natasha, but I didn't really listen, until he looked me in the eye. I was listening now as he talked, " The leg is abnormally swollen even after surgery. The swelling should start to go down in a matter of days. She should be walking in about a week or two. For the surgery we put in a couple bolts to stabilize her ankle. She also injured her tendon in the back," he pointed to the tendon and continued. " We will do a therapy for her to get her foot loose and her tendon stretched before walking and such. Natasha replied with a simple nod and look end down at me. The vet then wrapped my ankle and walked out. Natasha stayed behind and whispered softly in my ear, " I have a surprise for you, it will keep you company. " Natasha then slowly got up walked out of the stall and returned a moment later. When I saw her, she had a bundle of tan with light brown tabby stripes in her arms. She set the bundle down and a head popped up. It was something called a cat. It had a white on its chest and paws with green eyes. I looked at it and Natasha said it's name was Benny. It walked over to me, and I had already had my legs tucked neatly under me. Benny started purring loudly and he curled up in a ball cradled next to me. I twisted my neck toward the cat and lowered my head. I sniffed it. It didn't smell bad, but it didn't smell like me. I rested my head next to him, Benny was already fast asleep. Natasha then quietly slipped out of the stall leaving me to sleep with a new companion.