*Read no further if you are sick of Cat Blogging*

So as it turns out, my kitten has an amazing threshold for pain. Or she’s insane. Or both. I went to pick her up at the vet at 4. She had been out of surgery for about 4 hours from what I was told, and she was just waking up from the drugs. Groggy. And all dolled up in one of those e-collars. Poor thing. The tech told me she had chosen a soft collar for comfort. Comfort. In an e-collar? Right. So I pay my 3 billion dollars and off we go. She was in her Portable Pet Home in the seat next to me. As soon as I got the car out into traffic she started thrashing about and screaming in there. By thrashing, I do mean just that. Throwing herself about in there like an insane cat. I am lucky I didn’t get into an accident on the way to the house with all that going on.

After what seemed like an eternity we finally get home. I let her out of the carrier, expecting her to settle down a bit. She was clearly still drugged after all, and was quite wobbly on her feet. She didn’t care. She was all over the living room. Circling. Then she went down the stairs. Then she came up. Then down. Then up. Stairs are to be avoided! The instructions upon discharge made that very clear! She was not “settling down” so I tried the recommended “isolating her in one room” method. I even brought up her box! She could be in there, avoid stairs, and recover in peace. She didn’t want no peace. She was up and down on the bed, circling around, NOT holding still. I was panicking at this point. She’s just stitched and glued shut from the operation. All this activity and she’s gonna pop her seam!

So I call the vet. They say to put her in her carrier to limit her movement, and that at 7 when we give her the pain medicine it’ll make her sleepy. Okaaay. So I pop her back into the Portable Pet Home.

That’s when she really went wild. She thrashed and rolled and body slammed herself in that thing. It was like one of those cartoon cat fights in there! She also worked her way out of her e-collar. (I really don’t think those work for cats…) after about a half an hour we decided that was no good either. We let her out, put the collar back on her and just let her be. She still jumped, and climbed, and took off the damn collar again, but was at least calm. That had to be better for her recovery than the confinement. So we just watched her close, ready to take her to the Emergency Clinic if she tore her incision. She didn’t.

Now it’s 10AM the next day. We are all up and about. She lasted the night without tearing or picking. I think I might survive this.

tagged: cat versace kitten emergency surgery vet recovery

daniel · at some point · say it · ping it