I’ll Take a Cone With a Scoop of Biscuit

Biscuit got spayed on Tuesday so she’s going to be sporting a most fabulous protective head cone for a week. The first one they gave her was way too big and she nearly tore off her lower jaw when her mouth slipped under the bottom. That really, really sucked (read: screaming, thrashing, hissing, scratching ... and that was just me), but now she’s perfectly happy with her new, form-fitting headgear and after a couple of days of post-trauma lethargy, she’s running around and getting into everything again (including, yes, the toilet paper). Here are a few fashion photos for you to enjoy. Unfortunately I had to take them with my cellphone because our digital camera heaved its last sigh this week. I’ll give you one guess who kept knocking it onto the floor…

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p.s. You can see how carried away they got shaving her in the middle photo.  I don’t understand why they shaved that far up her side when the incision was in the middle of her belly. Anyone?

Posted by Kevin K. on 12/18/09 at 02:14 PM • Permalink

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No idea. I also don’t know why she has to wear that cone. Well, I know but none of my kitties ever had to and they were okay. Poor wittle Biscuit. Hope you are going to give her something nice for dinner.

Obey the Alien Space Kitty of Cute!

No idea. I also don’t know why she has to wear that cone. Well, I know but none of my kitties ever had to and they were okay.

I think it’s a combo of the fact that she’s extremely hyper and they gave her internal stitching which is more susceptible to licking. It was a while ago but I thought Hubcap had regular stitching.  I know she didn’t wear a cone.

Anyone named Biscuit is okay by me (unless their surname is Palin)!  A speedy recovery to you both!

The Imperial Cone of Intergalactic Office suits her.

As to the shaving, the pun that lies there demanding to be made will just have to wait for somebody with a more vigorous sensibility to attempt it. Perhaps one of our fine erstwhile servicemen would be so kind.

I’m not touching that one, Mrs. Polly.

The second picture reminded me of a NORAD radar site.

Get better Biscuit! Let us know if Kevin doesn’t cough up some tuna because of this. We’ll slap him around.

I just leave this here and move along.

Forgive me, Biscuit.

Junior Spacekitty waits for blast off!

As for shaving, something to do with being absolutely certain the incision site is clear. Or at least that’s what they told me. I can tell you they get carried away on humans too and I suspect it is pure sadism on the part of health care professionals.

Biscuit is adorable, even with white sidewalls and a funnel face.

Our beloved lab mix Spanky had to wear a collar for a week or so and he was totally flummoxed by it. He ran into doorways. He ran into us. He pushed his dog dish all over the kitchen in a vain attempt to get a drink of water. We were as relieved as he was when it could finally come off.

Someone. A friend. Yes, in fact it was a the cousin of a friend of a friend sewed up a little robe thingy for his her cat after surgery to prevent collar trauma and licking of stitches.

Really, it was just a story I heard. I’d never do anything like that.

Harumph!

I picked Ms. Peaches up from her spaying at 4pm and was alarmed that she had no bandages on, they told me “she has internal stitches, she will be fine” I took her back to the office in the cat box and kept hearing a “thunk” sound, well that was Ms. Peaches head hitting the top of the cat box every time she pulled a stitch out.  By 5pm I was back at the vets as she had removed every single stitch.  They sedated her and put in metal staples, yet with no bandages, as she was sort of still sleepy and stuff when they let me in the room I said “you think they are going to work after what we have just been through”  the vet tech said “would you prefer it if we put a dressing on her?” I said “duh!”  She was then bandaged up like a sausage dog until the staples were due to come out.  When I had my doggy Buddy fixed he pulled all of the stitches out of his balls, it was gross, I was merrily trying to hold his balls together with bandaids until I could get him back to the vets.  Glad to see Biscuit is behaving herself.

Kevin speaking of shaving, when Arnamade (aka GOS) broke his leg and his tail they had to wire his hip and amputate his tail, they shaved his entire back end, even though they were only dealing with one leg and a tail, but I suppose to be on the safe side they shaved the entire rear end.  Arnamade never forgave me for the shame he felt, in fact he never forgave me until I rescued him last year (after he had gone walkabouts and got lost and ended up about 6 miles away from home).  Now he loves me.  Go figure.

most stylish cone ever - werq!

heal up soon b-squi!

Definitely print and frame that top pic.

And, per oblomova, caption it “Take me to your Fancy Feast.”

Take the cone off and find a new vet. I worked at a shelter plus have had many and that is bizarre.

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