Clover Update
Oct. 10th, 2022 04:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lydamorehouse Clover (a.k.a. "Little Ms. Crankypants) had her big surgery today.
On the way in at 7:15 am this morning, I explained to her that today was going to suck. (I always talk to my cats as though they are people, fully able to understand. Because, why not? If they don't, no harm. If they do, it's the polite thing to have done.) When Mason was very little he taught me the value of honesty. I used to kneejerk say "It's okay," when it clearly wasn't and Mason used to call me on it. He counted with no it's not, I realized he was right. Better to say, "It will be okay." Or even better yet, "It sucks now, but things will get better." So, I told Clover that today was going to be really hard. She might be scared. She might have some pain. But, it was going to get better eventually and getting spayed was the right thing for her.
The vet called around quarter to 11 am to let me know everything went fine. She was pregnant, but the kittens were not very far along at all. The surgery otherwise went very well. We could come get her around 3 pm.
She is home now and very cranky, but seems to actually be doing okay. She didn't like the cone, so I actually took it off her for now. We have a donut we can use if it seems like she's likely to worry at the incision. But, right now, the cone was making her far more distressed than anything else.
I am sitting with her and probably will for awhile.
Willow is scratching at the door already, but there will be no attempt to introduce them until we're sure Clover is all healed up and well, which will be in about two weeks.
On the way in at 7:15 am this morning, I explained to her that today was going to suck. (I always talk to my cats as though they are people, fully able to understand. Because, why not? If they don't, no harm. If they do, it's the polite thing to have done.) When Mason was very little he taught me the value of honesty. I used to kneejerk say "It's okay," when it clearly wasn't and Mason used to call me on it. He counted with no it's not, I realized he was right. Better to say, "It will be okay." Or even better yet, "It sucks now, but things will get better." So, I told Clover that today was going to be really hard. She might be scared. She might have some pain. But, it was going to get better eventually and getting spayed was the right thing for her.
The vet called around quarter to 11 am to let me know everything went fine. She was pregnant, but the kittens were not very far along at all. The surgery otherwise went very well. We could come get her around 3 pm.
She is home now and very cranky, but seems to actually be doing okay. She didn't like the cone, so I actually took it off her for now. We have a donut we can use if it seems like she's likely to worry at the incision. But, right now, the cone was making her far more distressed than anything else.
I am sitting with her and probably will for awhile.
Willow is scratching at the door already, but there will be no attempt to introduce them until we're sure Clover is all healed up and well, which will be in about two weeks.