Today for the first time we can recall Meltdown was pulled within herself.
Nothing we did helped, except that she did somewhat like having vocal music
on.  That lasted until almost 3 in the afternoon when she seemed to say,
"Okay, enough of this feeling sorry for myself; it's wasting valuable fun
time."  Then she ate her fill of turkey mush and began happily rearranging
mousies.  Now she's curled up with a grin on her face.  Quite an individual.
 
Sukie
[Posted in FML issue 1801]