It’s the day of Ripley’s spay operation and the vet instructions were not to feed her at all on the day of her operation so the last time she has eaten was last night. As always she woke up hungry but I couldn’t feed her – and didn’t want to feed her brothers and sisters either as I didn’t want her to feel like she was being punished by being left out of the food rota.
Sneaky feeding tactics
Rather ingeniously – I thought – my solution to the how do I feed my other four without Ripley eating anything plan was simple. I opened the back door for everyone to go out for a run about first thing in the morning, which is something that I don’t usually do this as I tend to prefer they all to eat before being let out. But, this unusual tradition worked and all out they went.
Each of the older cats came back fairly quickly – bellies getting the better of their excitement and curiosity – in order of their age until only Ripley was still out. I took advantage of this and simply closed the back door so I could (cheekily) fed everyone else out of sight so Ripley didn’t noticed or realise that she was being left out of breakfast.
When Ripley finally did come back in, all of the food bowls had been cleared and were empty so she really was none the wiser.
Heading to the vets
On the day of spaying you tend to need to take your kitten in for vet opening time. As this was only the second time I’d ever had to take her to the vets, me getting the cat carry case out of the lift didn’t alert her to my devious intention to put her in it. The others though all ran away as soon as it appeared!!!
Thankfully, as Ripley is a fairly easy going and well-natured cat anyway, I got her into the case easily enough and my cousin gave me a lift in her car to the vets, so we were there for when the doors opened at 8.30am.
I just dropped her off – signing those awful “I won’t blame or sue you if my cat does not make it through the operation/wake up from the anaesthetic” forms – and made it back home to start work on time.
I was told to call after lunch to find out how Ripley had done and to see what time I could pick her up. When I rang, the vet receptionist said Ripley was coming round fine and was miaowing and talking to everyone at the vets so I could come and get her any time after 3 pm.
When I got to the vets this afternoon and saw my little princess, she was wide awake – not still groggy, which is a good sign – and very affectionate. She wanted constant petting and for me to give her head rubs, but I think that was cos she was just very glad to see me.
The vet receptionist said not to worry if any other cats in the house rejected or avoided Ripley as she would smell like the vets’ surgery and other animals that were there at the same time but I wasn’t worried about that since we’d been through the neutering procedure, and many other vet visits, with each of our other four cats – on many occasions.
I brought Ripley straight home and, as suspected, none of our other four felines avoided her or hissed or anything. In fact Caesar and Loki smelled her and seemed happy to see her as they immediately started cleaning her as if to say that they had missed he today.
Ripley now has a buster collar on and must wear it for the next week to stop her messing about with her stiches.
A cat licking their stitches to clean that area can break them down, tear them out or cause an infection so, even though she’s not best pleased with the collar, on it will stay!
To make up for her annoyance, and at the vets recommendation, I bribed Ripley with tuna as her first meal all day. Tuna, chicken, ham or scrambled egg are the vets’ suggestions as these are simple foods so shouldn’t upset your cat’s sensitive post-op tummy.
Tonight is the first night getting used to the buster collar – for Ripley and me – so I’ll tell you how she gets on when we go back to have stitches removed next week.