Finally, the waiting for Muffin is over. Of course, she waited until evening to show true signs of labor and bed was out of the question. Finally, at nearly one in the morning (Thursday) I realized her water had broken, but I wasn’t exactly sure how long before. I checked, and she was open with a kid right there. I watched and she pushed and strained, and nothing seemed to be happening. I decided to pull it (I might have been a tad impatient considering the time). I couldn’t get it. The feet were there. The nose was there, but that kid was not moving. I tried several more times and then had my son come hold her. I still couldn’t get it. I gave up and called the vet. Of course, that works like magic. I tried again when I got off the phone, and sure enough, I managed to get the kid this time. (Sorry for waking you Dr. Rick.) The first one was a buck.
The second was a doe.
I got my beautiful little wattled kids from Muffin, just like I wanted. I think I’ll keep her buck, Billy, to replace Boeris. Hopefully, he won’t produce the big heads his dad does. I planned on keeping her girl, but she has an entropion eye.
This is the first one I’ve had this year (thank goodness). It’s an easy fix with a clip, and I haven’t decided it will stop me from keeping her. I just need to get a buck that doesn’t throw this defect.
Jules was sent to the vet on Tuesday and got fixed. She came home on Wednesday. By the time I got home from work and did chores, she was down to one stitch left in her incision. Silly cat. I couldn’t get the cone of shame to stay on her. Finally I put a band-aid on and waited for morning.
She went back to the vet Thursday morning and had to stay overnight again to be sedated and re-stitched up. Poor baby. Hopefully, the cone she’s sporting this time will prevent any more shenanigans.
Geez. My cat can’t even get fixed without it being dramatic.