Friday, September 12, 2008

Recovery: Day 1

Well, the kittens are home and they are not happy. Can you blame them?

Apparently Zoe decided that the vet techs didn't know what they were doing and chewed her IV out of her leg before they could bandage things up, so she came home looking sort of scraggly and with some bloodstains on her legs. And of course she's clearly in pain-- you can just tell by the way she's walking and such. I let the kittens out of their carrier, and she went to use the litter box, then went under the bed and stayed there.

Malcolm's surgery was later, so he was more affected by the anesthesia when we first got home. He, too, joined Miss Zoe under the bed. A few hours later (almost three after we got home) I went to check on them. Mr. Mal came out pretty quick, and he seems to be almost back to his normal self. He wanted to be in my lap, sucking on my fingers. If I didn't give him my full attention, he was head-butting and purring.

Miss Zoe eventually came out from under the bed. She let me stroke her back just a little, then she sat (kitty loaf style) just out of reach for a few minutes. Then she wandered off to hide in my closet.

I have pain meds for them, which I will try to give them shortly. But I'm worried that in trying to get meds into them I might traumatize them more (and/or have Zoe pull on her stitches.)

In other news, I have added two pictures to the Beatrice collection on Flickr-- both from the vet visit. She spent most of the trip climbing on her forever-mommy, who kindly let me get a picture of them both.


Eve said...

They are so cute. Thanks for the update on how they are doing.

Mousecanknit said...

We took Google and Aristotle to the vet on Thursday. When we got back home, Google immediately hid in the bottom of our closet and didn't come out until the next morning. She's talking to us again, but will probably still hold a grudge for at least another week.

The vet was horrid. He sprayed the cats' back ends with alcohol, indiscriminately. Unnecessary and it really upset the cats because of the smell and the cold.

Suz said...

Aw.... the little darlings! Hey Jenna, I was in your Summer I Shakespeare class out at polytech, and a friend of mine just lost her grandmother, who still has 6 cats that need homes. If you know of anyone taking in sweet sweet kitties let me know :)