Camouflage Kitty

Lizzie didn't really want to go out because it's damp and soggy and she's a fair-weather kind of gal. I pointed out that she fashionably matched the leaves which I thought was kind of cute but I had to resort to threatening to poke her in the behind with one of her insulin syringes. She went out voluntarily, if reluctantly, and dutifullly toured the yard. She does seem to be feeling pretty good. She's eating again doesn't seem to mind her twice-a-day shot. As I write this she's beating the crap out of her catnip banana, so it's a win-win situation.