Perhaps isman and I were twisted or something, but we had this urge to take a picture of Chika with I.V. on her arm. We decided not to take it in the end, though. But I took a picture just when she left the hospital. She looked pale and sleepy in our assistant's arms. Indeed, for Chika didn't sleep well there.
Right now she seems to be doing fine. She ate three biscuits by herself this afternoon. Get better soon, lovely Chika!