Feline Friday

Asleep in mom’s lap. Isn’t she adorable?

She had no idea what was in store for her a few days later.

I am a responsible pet owner, and responsible owners spay or neuter their pets.

So when the vet told me to schedule Shadow’s procedure in February, I did.  

It’s routine vet care, it’s the right thing to do, but I was so nervous and upset.  I hated the idea of putting my precious kitten through it.

But on Tuesday morning, I loaded her into the pet carrier and brought her to the vet’s office.  Yes, please, clip her nails and do a dental exam while she’s sedated.  Yes, please, I want her microchipped. She’s an indoor cat, but I don’t trust her. 

She still seemed a bit drugged when I picked her up Tuesday afternoon.  But she got so excited when she realized she was home.  

She wasn’t happy about wearing a cone, tried to get it off, cried when she couldn’t.  But then, she tried to get to her stitches, so I know why the cone is necessary. 

And she wasn’t happy about being confined to the bathroom, but the vet said she shouldn’t be allowed to run or jump.

I have to feed her on a flat plate, she can’t reach the food in her usual bowl while wearing the cone.

There’s cat litter all over the bathroom, she is a champ at litter kicking.  The pain meds are liquid, so it’s easy to administer.  

She’s going back to the vet in a few days, to make sure she’s healing.  Until then she’s wearing the cone, and she’s not supposed to run or jump.

So she’s fine.

Me, not so much.