Momcat's all dosed up on roofies. We discussed the idea of burrito wrapping her with the vet who says that it actually has been known to work on older ferals (its how we domesticated roswell). So for the past three hours now, wait, three hours and 42 minutes, i've been petting the little darling while the meds wear off. I tried setting her down twice, but she still can't walk.
Who knows, she may just say "sweet barking cheese! i was missing out on this head scratching FOR TOO LONG!"
we shall see. i expect that she will return to her fearful self tomorrow, but I maintain hope.
Her ear looks good, and the shaved the mats out of her, but she still stinks a bit (she's taken to sleeping in the litter box for some crazy reason).