Tuxedo's Possessiveness #42

I am lying on my bed watching television. I look out of the corner of my eye to see two black and white paws appearing at the far side of the bed. Soon a little cat head peeps up. Then Tuxedo jumps on the bed and walks toward me. This is the funniest thing she does yet.

Sometimes I feel like I am on lock down. She seems to be everywhere. She sleeps next to me, and if I move she’ll complain.

She follows me from room to room, sometimes walking between my legs. She lies across my computer keyboard when I’m trying to work. I put her on the floor, but she keeps jumping back on the desk.

When I try to leave the house, she runs out the front door. Boy is she fast! Then I have to wait until she decides to come back in from the upstairs or downstairs. She will follow me downstairs when I go to visit.

I don’t know if this is appropriate behavior or not. I am home every day. When I go out to run errands, she gets frantic. She jumps on the bed and claws at me whenever I pass by. She starts to scream loud, and follows me everywhere while I am trying to get dressed. I have to pick her up as I go out the door. Then put her down as I close it.

At the same time she is smart and sneaky. If I leave the back hallway door open, she stays in the house. But as soon as I go to sleep, she runs upstairs to visit with Angel. It’s as if she says to herself. “Well, she’s asleep. I know where she is, so I can go upstairs now.” LOL

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Tuxedo After the Spay #41

Since her spay operation, Tuxedo has become a different cat. Her personality is full of energy and amusement and curiosity, much more than before. She even produced the ratty toy mouse from whatever depths she had hid it for me to play with her. She now likes to share.

She is so affectionate, it sometimes overwhelms me. She follows me everywhere, every room in the house. She sleeps directly under my part of the bed, so if I move an inch, she’s comes from under and waits for me to make a move. When she sleeps on the bed, she likes to be as close as possible to me. She never did that before her operation.

I want to get her a harness and leash so I can take her with me whenever I leave the house. I hate to leave her home alone. She is so sad, and tries to follow me out the house. She cries when she hears me in the hallway coming upstairs.

How close should a cat and human be? I’m home every day, and there is the potential for serious co-dependence. Is that wrong? She talks to me much more. I can tell the difference between her meows. One day she got caught behind some boxes and cried out for me. I knew immediately she was in trouble and moved a box so she could get out.

She loves sniffing whatever I have in my hand. Water, food, potato chips, it doesn’t matter. She wants to sniff it before I have it. Most of the time, she doesn’t like what she smells. I think she thinks it’s her job as the official food sniffer to protect her mommy.

She looks and acts so happy; it fills my heart with joy. People say it is because she was spayed. I think that is part of it. But I believe that clearing up her gum infection that I didn’t know she had is also a big chunk of her happiness. A healthy cat is a happy cat, and I know Tuxedo is very happy these days.

Tuxedo After the Spay #41

Since her spay operation, Tuxedo has become a different cat. Her personality is full of energy and amusement and curiosity, much more than before. She even produced the ratty toy mouse from whatever depths she had hid it for me to play with her. She now likes to share.

She is so affectionate, it sometimes overwhelms me. She follows me everywhere, every room in the house. She sleeps directly under my part of the bed, so if I move an inch, she’s comes from under and waits for me to make a move. When she sleeps on the bed, she likes to be as close as possible to me. She never did that before her operation.

I want to get her a harness and leash so I can take her with me whenever I leave the house. I hate to leave her home alone. She is so sad, and tries to follow me out the house. She cries when she hears me in the hallway coming upstairs.

How close should a cat and human be? I’m home every day, and there is the potential for serious co-dependence. Is that wrong? She talks to me much more. I can tell the difference between her meows. One day she got caught behind some boxes and cried out for me. I knew immediately she was in trouble and moved a box so she could get out.

She loves sniffing whatever I have in my hand. Water, food, potato chips, it doesn’t matter. She wants to sniff it before I have it. Most of the time, she doesn’t like what she smells. I think she thinks it’s her job as the official food sniffer to protect her mommy.

She looks and acts so happy; it fills my heart with joy. People say it is because she was spayed. I think that is part of it. But I believe that clearing up her gum infection that I didn’t know she had is also a big chunk of her happiness. A healthy cat is a happy cat, and I know Tuxedo is very happy these days.

Tuxedo Recuperates #40

Tuxedo took three days of sleeping heavily after her spay operation. She was a little lethargic, and probably in pain. The hospital gave her 3 days worth of pain medicine internally. Since she returned from her overnight stay, she sleeps next to me, a new habit. She still wants her kisses on the head and face again. I’m happy about that.

After a few days, she was back to her happy energetic self. She began playing with her toys again. She didn’t need a cone head. I still had to try to keep her from licking her wound. She’s affectionate again, and wants me to hold and hug and kiss her face.

One thing – she fights me from trying to give her gingivitis medicine twice a day. I have to put an eye drop down her throat, which is traumatic for both of us.

The first time I gave her medicine, she stared at me with a look of ultimate betrayal as I held her neck. I tried to talk to her and explain why it was so important to give her this medicine. She just kept looking at me with her wide black eyes as if to say “Why are you doing this to me?” I forced as much as I could before she bolted to the far side of the bed. She licked her mouth and cleaned herself as if to get my stench and that of the medicine off of her.

I felt like a big asshole. Happily, it has gotten easier to give her the medicine. She doesn’t fight as much as the first few times. I think she’s just resolved to herself that it’s futile to resist.

When I see her all spread out across my bed, sleeping silently, I feel happy.

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Tuxedo Gets Spayed #39

I just called the hospital. Tuxedo’s operation was a success. I agreed with the doctor to keep her there overnight to supervise her coming out of anesthesia, and to monitor her eating and drinking pattern. I like that better than sending her home right after the operation.

It’s so quiet here at my house. I miss her so much. She’s not here to follow me from room to room. No one lightly meowing to make sure I am in the house. No Tuxedo trying to zoom out the front door when it’s opened and running upstairs to visit her buddy Angel.

I picked her up early the next day. I was glad to see her because I barely slept the night before. I can’t believe how Tuxedo affects my sleeping pattern. I was expecting her to jump on the bed with some toy, or interrupt my writing, or try to put me to bed.

She now has a microchip. The doctor told me she has severe gingivitis. They gave me some medicine drops to give her twice a day for the next 10 days. They gave her pain medication that will last for 3 days in her system.

When I picked her up in her carrier, she meowed for a while until I got her in the car. Then she squatted down and never made another peep until we got home. The minute I let her out she ran for her litter box. I didn’t see her for hours. When I awoke from taking a nap, she came out from under the bed.

She drank water from the other room. Soon after, I saw her sitting at the foot of my bed. She looked like she wanted to jump on, but was tentative about it. I gently picked her up and put her on the bed so she could lie down on her favorite spot.

I’m glad I had the spay operation. She is a house cat, so having a litter wasn’t the issue. Now I won’t have to see her struggle in heat every few weeks. The operation wasn’t cheap. Still, I have satisfaction that she is safe from breeding and trying to breed.