She's better now

She's  better now. She's back to her playful self. She bites my leg in the morning to tell me not to move as she's with me under the covers. She kneads her way to my face and kisses me, her charming way of asking for food. If that doesn't work, she bites.
 

She bites me when she wants to be playful. She meows to ask for more food. She runs away and hides when it's time for her meds. 

I am glad she's back.