Monday, January 19, 2009
Last Sunday was Lacee's spay day. All went well and her recovery was quick. By Sunday late evening she was back to her normal sweet self. She does appear to have a hairline fracture on both hips. Poor little soul has had a rough start. The vet confirmed as well that she was no more then 6 months, possibly 5. I am guessing 6 months now, and that is what I will put on her records.
I finally got her walking this weekend. She will stand up on her hind legs, but once she starts to walk, she keeps her back legs bent so far down, that she is crouched very low to the ground. Her chest and stomach are no more then an inch off the ground when she walks, which makes her look even smaller then what she is. This handicap of hers does not slow her down any, as she is very fast. I am also thinking the reason she never left my shelter is because she could not climb out. The only way any of the cats can leave is to jump on the cat walk, and she can not jump. Good thing she chose the right place to stay.
I tried to introduce her to Oscar, one of my inside ferals. He is the sweetest boy, and I really need to get her comfortable with other cats, if possible. Well, that did not turn out too well. Oscar just wants to be with me, but Lacee was terrified, and anytime he got close, she growled and would panic. Who can blame her? Really, all the cats outside were mean to her, all except the Siamese, so she has not had any positive experiences yet. Poor Oscar, he is such a love bug. I will continue with that route, as I think if any of the cats can get her to warm up to them, it would be Oscar. We will get there, it is just going to take time and patience.