Careful, Micca. She bites.
You have my sympathy, Ms. K. My poor kitties moved NYC to Chicago and back via airplane. Some idiot put poor Munchkin on the luggage conveyor belt and she rode round and round screaming in anger until I rescued her. Lu Lu got to ride in First Class. They never got along after that. In a week or two this will all be "kitty legend" to be passed on in stories over warm milk. Be good for Mom.