It's Official ... Little Cat Infertile Now!
We took Sweet Pea in to be spayed ;( Poor thing. She's been acting up, meowing up a storm and crawling up the walls. She started this thing where she'd roll on her back, over and over and over again, like a demon possessed with an itch that wont go away.
So i made an appointment for yesterday. The night before, as we were driving home from work, dh was like "you know, this surgery will prevent ovarian and uterine cancer." Really? I knew it was healthier for her in the long run, but i had no idea that dh studied the matter.
Dh took her in yesterday. He reports that in the 2 minute drive to the vet from our house she let out a long heartbreaking meow the likes of which he'd never heard before. After that, he worried whether she'd make it through the anestesia or whether that meow would be the last thing he'll have to remember her by.
I'm glad to say that she made it through the surgery, but boy was she bleary-eyed and completely tuckered out. Poor baby. She could barely move. On top of that, my other cat started hissing at her. Hissing! Mishmish didnt even do that when i first brought her home as a kitty. He doesnt even meow. He's a silent kitty. Anyway, he got a good finger wag and a "bad cat" for that. It kinda upset Sweet Pea. She barely made her way up the stairs to conk out on my bed. Poor baby.
She seems skinnier and bonier now after the surgery, like they really took a lot out of her. I thought ovaries would be tiny, but it's like they took her whole belly. And then the stitches, Good Lord, my baby has stitches. That was heartbreaking. We stole her fertility from her and she has stitches to prove it.
Poor baby.
So i made an appointment for yesterday. The night before, as we were driving home from work, dh was like "you know, this surgery will prevent ovarian and uterine cancer." Really? I knew it was healthier for her in the long run, but i had no idea that dh studied the matter.
Dh took her in yesterday. He reports that in the 2 minute drive to the vet from our house she let out a long heartbreaking meow the likes of which he'd never heard before. After that, he worried whether she'd make it through the anestesia or whether that meow would be the last thing he'll have to remember her by.
I'm glad to say that she made it through the surgery, but boy was she bleary-eyed and completely tuckered out. Poor baby. She could barely move. On top of that, my other cat started hissing at her. Hissing! Mishmish didnt even do that when i first brought her home as a kitty. He doesnt even meow. He's a silent kitty. Anyway, he got a good finger wag and a "bad cat" for that. It kinda upset Sweet Pea. She barely made her way up the stairs to conk out on my bed. Poor baby.
She seems skinnier and bonier now after the surgery, like they really took a lot out of her. I thought ovaries would be tiny, but it's like they took her whole belly. And then the stitches, Good Lord, my baby has stitches. That was heartbreaking. We stole her fertility from her and she has stitches to prove it.
Poor baby.
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