My Little Miracle
My little cat Coco is officially a Medical Marvel.
She was only a kitten when we adopted her, so when she was old enough we took her to the vet to be neutered. While they were operating on her, I got a phonecall from the actual vet who was doing the operation (which may I say was TERRIFYING - hearing her say 'we've got Coco under anaesthetic and I wanted to phone you'. She went on to say 'don't worry, everything's fine' but by that time my heart was pounding, my hands were shaking and I was close to freaking out and running to the surgery to get my baby).
It turns out that due to Coco's... differences... the vet was unable to find and remove all of her kitten-making bits. She is supposed to have two uterine horns and the vet was only able to find one. Unfortunately this means that Coco's operation was unsuccessful - she seems to still be producing the hormones that make her come into season and pine for a hunky boy cat to come and give her a good seeing to. This is of course difficult for poor wee horny (in more than one sense of the word) Coco, but also for the rest of our household, as she becomes particularly noisy and rambunctious when she is in season. She constantly calls for a mate (by miaowing VERY loudly), and the only way to stop this is to give her lots of cuddles or switch the central heating on (because the warmth makes her sleepy).
I called the vet the other day to find out what to do and the verdict was that she will need another operation, a more major one this time as they have to open up her little fat tummy and root around for this missing bit of the jigsaw. As it's a major op however, the vet suggested a blood test to find out if she does actually have all these hormones in her wee body, as there's no point putting her through all this if it's not necessary. The vet doesn't actually know if this blood test is possible, because Coco's is a unique case apparently (see, she's a Medical Marvel!). She is waiting to hear back from the lab whether they can do this or not.
I am dreading this 'major operation'. Coco on the other hand, is supremely unconcerned. She can be seen here on the right (Coco: 'Whatevah! Let me sleep.'):
She was only a kitten when we adopted her, so when she was old enough we took her to the vet to be neutered. While they were operating on her, I got a phonecall from the actual vet who was doing the operation (which may I say was TERRIFYING - hearing her say 'we've got Coco under anaesthetic and I wanted to phone you'. She went on to say 'don't worry, everything's fine' but by that time my heart was pounding, my hands were shaking and I was close to freaking out and running to the surgery to get my baby).
It turns out that due to Coco's... differences... the vet was unable to find and remove all of her kitten-making bits. She is supposed to have two uterine horns and the vet was only able to find one. Unfortunately this means that Coco's operation was unsuccessful - she seems to still be producing the hormones that make her come into season and pine for a hunky boy cat to come and give her a good seeing to. This is of course difficult for poor wee horny (in more than one sense of the word) Coco, but also for the rest of our household, as she becomes particularly noisy and rambunctious when she is in season. She constantly calls for a mate (by miaowing VERY loudly), and the only way to stop this is to give her lots of cuddles or switch the central heating on (because the warmth makes her sleepy).
I called the vet the other day to find out what to do and the verdict was that she will need another operation, a more major one this time as they have to open up her little fat tummy and root around for this missing bit of the jigsaw. As it's a major op however, the vet suggested a blood test to find out if she does actually have all these hormones in her wee body, as there's no point putting her through all this if it's not necessary. The vet doesn't actually know if this blood test is possible, because Coco's is a unique case apparently (see, she's a Medical Marvel!). She is waiting to hear back from the lab whether they can do this or not.
I am dreading this 'major operation'. Coco on the other hand, is supremely unconcerned. She can be seen here on the right (Coco: 'Whatevah! Let me sleep.'):
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