November 3rd 2009 11:08 am
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The day Mom has been worrying about ever since she met me, finally came. I was scheduled to be spayed.
I was a trooper. I didn't complain about having no food since last night. I just kept playing! Mom had to lock me up while she let Squirrel eat a bit. Twice! (Once was in the middle of the night.) Another strange thing Mom did is take down our cat tree. She said she doesn't want me jumping off of that for a while. She left it laying on its side so we can still sort of play with it.
Then, Mom had a bit of trouble tricking me into the cat carrier. She tried with the laser pointer, but that didn't work. Then she tried a string, that worked. Once she got me in there, she brought out our food and water bowls for Squirrel. I couldn't get at them. I wasn't hungry or thirsty anyhow. She also didn't feed Lobo this morning. She was afraid I would get into his food and water. As if.
Once I was in the carrier there was not a peep out of me the whole way there. Lobo came with us. Mom said she would take him for his walk after she dropped me off. She said it would help her relax.
There was a bit of a wait at the clinic while they dealt with a little dog, a weiner dog, that had tooth problems. That dog complained the whole time. I tried to tell her to just chill but she wouldn't. She was scared. I was starting to think that maybe I should be scared too, but I wasn't scared. Then the lady at the desk wanted to see my teeth. She was wondering if I still had some baby ones that might need to get pulled. Like maybe they are in the way of my big girl teeth. So, she opened the door to my carrier and I slowly came out. My tail was puffy so Mom knew I was a bit scared, but not too bad. She looked at my teeth and they are purfect. I went back in the carrier. She had a hard time closing the door because of my gorgeous, super long tail. She told my Mom how much it was going to cost and I saw tears in Mom's eyes. But, I think those tears were there for most of the morning. So maybe it isn't the money that is worrying her. Anyhow, the clinic lady took me to another room (I heard Mom say: "Take good care of her!") and it is here that many strange things were about to happen...
To be continued ....
Okay, I don't know what happened. People grabbed me and the next thing I knew I awoke in a different cage and felt real crappy. Strangers looked at me. I slept some more until another stranger shoved me back in my cat carrier. I growled at her! I growled at everybody. I was still growling when Mom came to pick me up. Mom was upset that I was so upset and pacing in the carrier. She expected me to be sleepy. No way. She took me home and I settled down a bit on the drive. She had planned on just letting me loose in the house but decided to keep me in the bathroom overnight. So, she put my carrier down on the livingroom floor while she rushed to prepare my room for the night. Squirrel came and looked at me. We didn't growl or hiss at each other. Mom brought me in the bathroom and opened my carrier. I came out and looked around. I suddenly was super hungry and gobbled the food Mom had put out for me. Just a small amount as the vet had told her not to give me too much. Then, I went for a pee in the litter box. Then, I played with my water and spilled it all over. Mom laughed because I was starting to look like my normal self. She left me to rest while she tended to Squirrel and Lobo. Well, rest? are you kidding? That is all I have been doing all day! I was making so much noise she came back to check on me and had a hard time keeping me from escaping. She brought me a toy, a scratching pad and some more water which I promptly played with and spilled all over. Ha, ha! No way you will ever spay me again after you see the mess I make!
A confused, upset, but glad to be home ...
Don't worry, they took my grapes, and I'm fine.
U show'em Kitkat. Glad ur OK girl.
Whoo hoo! We knew you were furry special from your arrival in your furrever home and the way you took to your assigned duty of making your mommy smile and bringing Squirrel out of her depression!
And just look at you! Not hungry when deprived of food; not complaining on the way to or at the vet; not sleepy or grumpy when you come home after surgery!
You are an angel in disguise Kitcat!! I just know it! Of course we all are... but I think you are a furry special one. ;~)
I'm so glad you came through your surgery like a trooper!
If I were denied food,someone would BECOME food!