'Siada had her surgery without complications last week. It was terrible not having her home that night (but they needed to make sure things were going well before releasing her into our care). For the first couple days she was very groggy and quite drugged. She had a hard time moving around (would not put any weight on the corrected knee) so she had a few spills in her confinement area, but nothing serious. I gave her lots of attention, special stinky cat food to get her to eat more (was worried about dehydration until she got more mobile), and I crawled into her Kitton Prison with her and watched many episodes of the Walking Dead this weekend while keeping her company. She gets up a few times a night and fusses/stresses and I get up to make sure she didn't empty the litter box into her cage (because she did once) or to make sure she wasn't standing on her back legs trying to jailbreak.
One of the major issues we are having is that she keeps taking the dang cone off. Even the cute little lion cone is getting removed with regularity (sigh). It is supposed to be on for 2 weeks when she is unsupervised, but she has removed it a number of times. She hasn't damaged her sutures though, which is good. She is mostly just interested in grooming her princessy butt. I am trying to rig a pair of infant leggings into a one legged hosen type thing to see if she will wear that rather than the cone. Will be testing out that theory tonight.
One of the good things though is that I have to say that the purchase of the stroller was rather brilliant on our part. It enables us to take her anywhere in the house with us, which allows her to get more social time and to be less bored (bored Savannahs are destructive Savannahs, lol). She is already trying to jail break (and actually made it past me and out of confinement once, but I nabbed her quickly and recontained her royal rump). Of course, her Papa decided that her stroller, while perfectly serviceable in the house, is not sturdy enough for walks at campgrounds or around the Cabin), so he ordered one with more substantial tires and more heft to it. When it comes in I will do a full comparison of the two here.
The stroller is also allowing the other cats to remember that she is still here, and to reacquaint themselves with her smells. And it provided the sweetest moment last night when Layla finally got over her fear of the new apparatus and gave her "sister" kisses.
Tomorrow will mark the beginning of the second week of recovery. The whole span is 8 weeks, and it will be a very long (sleepless) 8 weeks in my world!
Savannah Caretaker who is honored to do the job.