Separated by Bars

There I was, sitting in my room thinking how glad I was to have my cats back to normal. I went through a wild ride with my cats, but it turned out to be okay.

“Meow.” That is the sound my cats made all the way to the vets. Today was the day that my cats got spayed and neutered. We walked into the door and checked in at the front desk. The vet said, “You need to leave your cats here awhile so we can get them ready, come back later today."

At home, everything was different. We could leave our bedroom doors open and no one hopped up on our laps at dinner. When our cats were kittens, they would always beg for food at the table. At dinner, I felt awkward sitting there without the constant meows for food.

The next day, when we picked the cats up they had head cones on. Man they look weird. I’ve never seen an animal with a cone. Our vet told us to keep them in separate rooms and Katie had to go in a cage.

A few days later, Rowdie was let out of his room. He was all healed and I thought man, it’s only a matter of time before Katie is let out of her cage. When the time came to let her out, we noticed that her stomach was way too big. We took her to the vet and they said that Katie had an internal fluid leak. They said they would have to drain the fluid every couple of days for awhile, and we would have to put her back in her cage.

I was sitting in my room thinking about how hard it must be to be locked up in that cage all day. I thought how lonely it must be. I freaked out and with that thought, I spent every day with Katie until she was well. Day by day Katie and I grew a stronger relationship with each other.

When we were able to let her out of the cage to let her roam around the room we had to change things up. When the time came that Katie could be let out of the room, she still had to keep her cone on. We had to keep a constant watch on her so she couldn't jump, run, or get pounced on by her brother. We also had to make sure she could eat and drink. But the worst part was the cat litter would get stuck on her cone and we had to wipe it off.

The day the vet told us we could take her cone off, I jumped up and started running around the room. After that I felt kind of embarrassed since I ran around in the middle of the waiting room. Luckily no one was there but us.

After all that hard work we did to keep her safe it paid off. She was in that cone for a month, and a week after Christmas we took it off. Katie is my best friend and she's now back to her old spazzy self, thanks to her brother's constant pouncing. Now Katie and I are best friends and I love her very much.