jojo went missing when i got home two days ago and i frantically looked for her. i found her eventually on the second storey, hiding in some corner. so i was like, yay, she's safe and i'm gonna hug her good despite the potential fleas she might have picked up because i was so worried initially. so when i got home, i put her down, nagged at her for a bit, scolding her about wandering around any-o-how, how dangerous it is because some fanny-fucking tomcat might rape her or something, thus it's best if she stayed indoors. i put her down and like, called on her to follow me to the kitchen for her favourite tuna and mackerel because i know she was starving. then i realized, as she was trying to follow me, she was limping. i was like, omg what the hell happen to you. more worried than before, i felt like crying seeing her limp on her right front paw. so the next day, i brought her to the vet and the vet was like, it's prolly just a strain because jojo can still move around and everything so she should be alright in a matter of days. he gave her painkillers through an injection, jojo being a warrior, not even flinching when the needle got in and i'm so proud of her. i'm extremely glad she's gonna be alright but she's still limping now and i hope she won't limp anymore because i want her to be the hottest cat with the hottest catwalk in the neighbourhood.