Maybe I should not have had that second cup of coffee today.
But it's also rush hour and we're on this busy road, this house...thankfully we are going to head out into the country soon...because right now it feels as though I'm standing in the middle of that road and the cars are flying around me lights sweeping over me...I can only hear them from here, bt I'm feeling so utterly overwhelmed by their sounds alone. I want to cry and hide under the bed and that makes me feel pathetic.
Yesterday Milho this little kitty I've taken on, got castrated. I've cared for and "raised" a number of abandoned kittens, and Milho was big enough to eat solid food already when he showed up here...but he is the most feral...or just very afraid of humans, kitty that I've ever raised. He's hiding now inside of the couch and won't come out and won't eat the food that has his medicine in it. The anasthesia will have fully worn off and I'm so worried that he's in pain and I can't help him. And there is the antibiotic in there as well. It is not possible to give this little dude medicine via a syringe directly into his mouth or anything like that.
He came back from his surgery sweet and trusting with me and unafraid. And I'm so relieved. It brought up a huge fear for me that it would go badly and he would hate me forever after...because that is sort of what happened with one of the first wild little cats that came into my life...
Pablo, he was actually already with my first long-term boyfriend when we met, having shown up in his apartment as a hissing spitting little kitten, just in through the open door and under the couch. He woke up at 4 a.m. everyday when I wake and sat on my lap on the couch for about an hour and a half smash-kissing my face. He was sweet, but also a little crazy. If for instance, I got up off of the couch to go to the bathroom, he would chase me, biting my ankles lightly enough to not draw much blood, ha...and attack my feet until I sat back down to allow him all the kisses he wanted until he was satisfied. I loved him. When he was neutered, we lived out in the boonies and went to a country vet, who said that he would need one of us to hold him still for the procedure. Matt went in to hold him, but I felt it would be unfair to make him go alone, so I went also. Pablo's eyes were slits, but slightly open and fixed on me the whole time. When he came out of the anesthesia during the night, I got up to go to the bathroom and he came flying at me from across the room, sunk his nails into my chest and back and began biting my shoulder. After that day our relationship was still loving, but occasionally Pablo hated my guts. He was more wild than before, not less and could not be forced to stay at home or even close. He would disappear into the woods as we'd moved from the city to the country, and be gone for weeks at a time. He'd return with crazy injuries asking for me to help him and clean him up and submitting to my care, but also scrathcing the crap out of me when my ministrations inevitably hurt him sometimes. He literally came home once with big bite holes in the top of his head and under his jaw...you could see that some large animal had his head in it's mouth. I don't know how he survived. We were young and broke and most of the time could not afford a veterinarian. I did my best and he lived a long wild and free life.
I've gotta make some food...but I feel like I could write on and o right now. I feel a little better...I"m not crying...but my heart is still pounding and I wish I could put in earplugs..or had noise cancelling headphones better yet. Thanks for reading, if you've read.
Milho kitty
We have two cats in our house that were both feral as kittens but were brought into the home. We made sure they underwent the neutering procedure, and since then, Prufrock, the female, is skittish and scared of everyone and everything but me. Roman, the male, is docile and loving to everything but moths and flying insects.
Here's to hoping that your fur-buddy makes it through and learns to love his human.
Hahahaha. Thank you so much for the encouragement. Great names your kitties have...and they're lucky to have such nice family as you all.
Calm is the goal. Cats sense our stress. Best thing you can do now is just stay near Milho with the food with meds in it ready for when Milho is ready for it.
Here is how my Samantha Jo's spay operation nightmare went...
Spay No Pain Meds
thanks for touching base. I love reading your stories.
I would try not to worry too much, if Milho was in unbearable pain he would make it known! I hope the situation improves. It was difficult to hear of Pablo's experience, but you sound like a loving, hard-working owner! 🙏🐱
Thanks @borderline.babe ...Milho is doing great today actually. He seems to be in no pain at all and he's been sweet and lovey and adorable all day. Pablo was a hoot really. I always loved and admired his ferocoiusly independent and anarchistic stance. Thanks for interacting. Beso
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