Cone of Shame
Mitzi had an appointment this morning to be spayed, and unlike Olive and unlike Lacey who both went into heat mere days before their appointments, Mitzi had given no consideration to this nasty heat business. Which we all find quite considerate.
Unfortunately she is currently miserable. She moaned the entire drive home from the vet and then continued to moan a bit once home and as snuggled into my lap as well as she could fit.
Her anesthesia continues to wear off while the pain medication continues to kick in, and she's feeling much better now. She keeps trying to play with Olive, which entails a mixture of stepping on Olive and Mitzi hitting her with the cone.
Olive is displeased that we have provided Mitzi with a weapon. Choosing sides, as it were.
Mitzi has to wear the cone for about two weeks while her sutures heal. She's bonking into everything, it's only a matter of time until she gets stuck behind some furniture. And she's supposed to refrain from any running or jumping for those two weeks.
I'll let you know how that goes.