Yesterday was Definitely a Day

[lydamorehouse]

 For some reason, I was very worried this time about Willow's big appointment (spay).  I think it's partly because, of all the cats we have ever owned, she is so tiny.



Plus, for reasons known only to Shawn, she decided to schedule an MRI on Monday as well.  Likewise, Mason decided Monday would be a great day to work late at the Science Museum.  

Imagine, too, that in between all this driving back and forth (at least Shawn's hospital and Mason's work are all in downtown St. Paul) that the very first thing a very loopy, but NOT AT ALL SLOWED DOWN, Willow does is rip off her little cone, necessitating an emergency trip to PetCo for an inflatable donut, which I really need to get a picture of, because it's adorable and dorky.


Inflatable kitty donut and unimpressed kitty (don't notice messy house in background.)

She hates this, but doesn't struggle to pull it off, like she instantly did the plastic cone, and it works exactly the same way (plus gives her an aristocratic, Elizabethan look, IMHO.) Also, the vet was like, "she should refrain from jumping, playing, etc.," and we were like, "and we stop her, how???" because like, within seconds of being home she wanted all the plays, including playing roughhouse with our big orange cat. So, we had to separate her last night, by keeping her in Mason's room.

It was a lot of trauma yesterday.

Oh, and for those who care more about the humans, Shawn is fine--she's just had a lot of sciatica in her leg after the hospital stay. We've been blaming the horrible bed in the hospital, but this is also something she's had since giving birth. It just had a bad flair up, post-hospital and the doc wanted us to get an MRI "just to be sure." Which, at this point, with the July hospital stay, we have been over all our deductibles, so we might as well, you know? Shawn is clausterphobic, though, so this means she gets prescribed valium/its generic equivalent. She was kind of hilariously giggly after the imaging yesterday.

As we say in Minnesota. "It was QUITE the day."

Comments

[umadoshi]

Poor kitten! I hope she heals up quickly.

(I've never seen one of those inflatable donuts before. Handy!)

[pameladean]

Oh, that doughnut is great! The last time we had a cat escape the cone, the only solution offered was an EVEN BIGGER CONE, and Willow is so little it would probably overbalance her and she'd fall over.

Vets always tell you that the cat shouldn't jump or run. I mean. I had a cat with a broken toe and a splint on one front leg and the first thing he did when we got home was to figure out how to jump up onto his favorite armchair. The second was to go up the stairs. Thump thump thump. I just had to decide that if he was doing a thing, it didn't hurt him.

I'm glad Shawn didn't have anything new wrong with her leg; but beds in hospitals should not be horrible for anybody.

P.

[cynthia1960]

Three of our four cats were spayed by the time we got them at eight weeks from the rescue group/shelter. Our youngest is three months old now (we got them at 5,5 weeks old) and our vet wants to wait until they're 6 months old. We don't want Json to go out and chase the outdoor boycats, so we're hoping to do it sooner.