Poor Ginger, he was traumatised after his operation over the weekend. We thought that it was best for him and for us, if not he will start to scratch, screamed, meowed in the middle of the night or try to mark his territories all over the house. He's not the same anymore after the op, not as active, not as playful and kept himself away from us. He would hide underneath the bed and only come out when necessary; to eat or to answer nature's call. He used to come looking for us to either play or to ask for food. I think he's afraid of me, i think he remembered I am the one who brought him to the vet. Hope he will get over it, I missed my playful Ginger...
