With an entire arsenal of potions and herbs at their fingertips, who’d ever suspect a witch could get sick?
Yet here mine is, red eyed and red nosed, hacking and coughing while filling receptacles with spent tissues that are too yucky for even a dog to dig out and play with. All in all, it’s pretty disgusting.
The Heavens know, I’ve done my best to help!
As she lay in bed, I parked on her chest (where the trouble seemed to be primarily located) and attempted to purr my Healing Magic into her.
Ungrateful wretch! She compared my delicate weight to that of a fat elephant and then had the audacity to sneeze in my face!
A kitty can only take so much. I promptly moved out of range and onto the nice warm area where her head met the pillow. Perhaps from here, I could influence her mind to make the body better? I closed my eyes, meditated and purred.
My mistress was totally uncooperative. She quickly rolled over and dislodged me.
Well! If she insisted on refusing my help and succumbing to her illness, the least she could do was fill my food bowl first and clean the indoor box that she insists I relieve myself in!
However, when I made this gentle suggestion (pressing my nose against hers and meowing loudly to be sure she heard through her diseased haze) she only batted me away and groaned to be left alone.
And so, my fellow kittens, I ask you: What DO you do with a sick witch? I’m at my considerable wit’s end!