Jaxon's tongue was still moving, she adds, "like she was drinking," and from somewhere deep inside the forlorn feline came a tiny meowing sound.
"She was breathing," Trafford, who happens to be a nurse, explains. "No weird sounds, just couldn't close her mouth. I tried to massage the area, but it was like it was frozen."
A panicked Trafford made a hasty trip to the nearby emergency clinic. She ended up waiting there for nearly three hours.
And just as the vet arrived to look at Jaxon, her mouth closed on its own.
Trafford went home that night. But the very next day, it happened again.