Five weeks after the surgery, life is almost back to normal on Pitufa. After keeping up a 24/7 vigil for such a long time, Christian and I can finally leave the cats alone again and go for a snorkel or a walk together. It has been a tough period in our lives with lots of worry and little sleep, but watching little Squeak bounce around we’re happy we went for the complicated, expensive surgery instead of the cheap alternative: an amputation.
He’s the sweetest cat you can imagine: smart, gentle and very loving.
Incredible to think that a few months ago he was a tiny, lost, worthless street kitten and all alone in the world, now he’s our 100.000 peso bionic Squeak and the centre of our little family with Minnie taking care like a mum and Smurfy glad to have his playmate back. Squeak’s allowed out at night again and so we listen to their thundering gallop playing chase on deck, sometimes in the evening, sometimes at 4 in the morning, sometimes waking us at 2–worried that something might go wrong, but also happy that they’re having fun again. They’re cats, they have their own will 
