Uh, so the cat and myself have had a rather ... interesting week. It started with a lump on her back and a visit to the vet (both of which we weren't fans of.) Jenkins ended up staying overnight and had surgery to drain what was an abscess. The vet couldn't locate a puncture wound and is guessing that it's probably a bruise that went septic (ew.) I further guessed that she got this bruise playing her favourite game of "get a big run-up and slide on the lino." Accuracy can be a problem when speed is involved and she'll often over-shoot and bump into the wall. Sometimes she'll over-shoot and spin in a circle - which I know I shouldn't find funny but the look on her face is priceless when it happens.
It was a bit odd walking into the vets with a cat and walking out without one. There was a funny moment though when I came out of the examining room without the cat. The lady who was next (and had brought in her chicken with sore foot) looked very worried. I think she thought they were going to put my cat down - I reassured her that wasn't the case. She was really concerned, and that was quite touching really. We all love our animal family to bits, don't we?
I collected Jenkins the next day and she was sporting a fabulous new hat. At least, that's what I've been trying to convince her of. She was decidedly not a fan of that either. She was pretty groggy for the next couple of days and didn't cope with the cone of shame at all. She wasn't eating, which was making me worried - not the least because I knew I had to get antibiotics into her. I found a trick. While normally she eats dry food, she was shying away from it. I got some wet food, heated up about a tablespoon in the microwave for a few seconds and broke her pill up into four pieces (they were small pills anyway, so this made them even smaller.) I smooshed the pills in between the food, making sure they were pretty much kept in the same spot, and making sure that was at the top of the mound of food so she'd have a better chance of eating it in her first mouthful or two. And it worked a treat. If you ever have to give an animal a pill I definitely recommend this method - just make sure you check with your vet first to see if the pill can be broken up into pieces. It's not a good idea with some medications to do this.
She's now back to eating her normal food - and making a game of trying to kind of vacuum it up in the cone as she goes. Elevating her food and water a bit so she can reach it better is another good tip - but can be messy if (when) it gets knocked over.
Aside from all that, she's gotten used to it more (but still hates it) and can now jump up on the bed and her favourite chair and whatnot. The stitches should be out later in the week, so hopefully she hasn't got long left with the cone of shame on her head. Frustrations currently include: access to pats on the head, not being able to groom properly (although the inside of the cone is getting plenty of attention) and not being able to give your human a head-bop when required. These have come straight from the cat's mouth.
Have you ever had a pet have to wear the cone of shame? Do you have any tips for dealing with it?
Here's hoping for a less eventful week pet-wise!
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