I have been trying to give Morris basic necessities as well as creature comforts as best I can within the confines of his condo. He has a pillow, some linens, food, water and a litterbox. I was using the trays from dog and cat food cans as a makeshift litterbox so that he wouldn't have to climb to relieve himself. He let me know his feelings on that as he promptly tipped everything over. I had a kitten sized litterbox so I put that in his crate and he is much happier about the whole thing. It takes up a lot more space than the little tray did, but if he's comfortable with it, then I'm good.
Monday was very uneventful. I removed Morris' e-collar because I wanted to be able to give him wet food Monday morning and didn't have the time to hold the plate around his e-collar. Monday evening, we spent some time bonding and his incisions looked good, so I left the collar off, pleased to be able to give Morris that freedom if not run of the basement again.
Tuesday dawned and it was just a rough day all around. Daylight saving time is not working in our favor this time around it seems. Anyway, I go down to tend to Morris and give him the first of his pain meds for the day. Not having the e-collar on was not a big challenge at all. I'm just insistent that he be open to my touch and take everything slow. He settles down after a couple of hisses and I'm able to do what I need to do. What was a big challenge was having to completely clean out his condo. He had rearranged to his taste. That mean that the litterbox was dumped, the water dish was dumped, and what was left in his water dish had absorbed the dry food that stays in his crate. I cleaned everything out, rearranged everything and put his favorite pillow in with him. It seemed that having the pillow made him calm down instantly.
Last night, I noticed that one of his incisions looked a little raw, while the other incision was fine. Before I went to bed, I put his e-collar back on. Let it be known that on your knees, stretched into a dog crate, balancing over a litterbox does not provide the best leverage for getting an e-collar on a cat. Just sayin'. He was amazingly patient while I poked around. I was able to eventually fashion the collar around his neck so that it resembled what the collar should look like. I went to bed so pleased that we had turned a corner in our relationship. I mean, I wouldn't want someone coming at me repeatedly with the "plastic cone of shame", and certainly not several times.
This morning, I could see why Morris was so patient with me. Not only had he ditched the e-collar with a quickness, he ditched it in the well used litterbox. He finally deigned to poop in the litterbox and it wasn't the prettiest sight I've ever seen. Add the e-collar on top of that and you have a right nice mess! As we speak, the e-collar is drying out from its thorough washing. I also made a follow up appointment for Morris so that we can get his incision looked at. The vet is concerned that they will have to resuture it, which hopefully won't be the case. And SOMEONE is going to get in trouble for Morris not wearing the "cone of shame". Wonder if I can convince them he's Houdini reincarnated??
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