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‘The’ Operation…

August 26, 2010

Our hooparents were late coming down to us yesterday morning… they usually come down and give us our breakfast at 5.30… but they didn’t come down until 8.00… we should have known then that something was up!

We quickly noticed that hooma had our carriers… before we knew what had hit us, we were scoped up, cuddled, kissed and placed in them.  Hooma helped hoopa place us in the car and then she waved to us as hoopa drove off… this was our first trip in the car without hooma and we meowed our loudest meows all the way to the vets.

Yes, …the vets, we have got to know this place quite well over the last month so we knew exactly where we were when we pulled into the car park.  Hoopa took us in and handed us over to a nurse and then he left.  HOOOOPAAA!  We didn’t know what was going on!  The nurse was very nice to us and gave us a cuddle and an injection… 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4…..

Then we woke up with the feeling that something was missing… the nurse told us to take it easy as we would be wobbly… but within an hour we were meowing and demanding to be let out… feed us… feed us… feed us!!!! NOW!!!  We were given some really bland food, we were so hungry (gosh, we hadn’t eaten for 15 hours!) that we could have quite happily eaten some cardboard (which is what it tasted like!)

We were then kept in the ‘kennels’ until the afternoon when our hooparents were allowed to collect us.  We heard the nurse explain that everything had gone ok and that we wouldn’t need to come back unless there was swelling or signs of infection.  She told them that we would be sleepy and would no doubt go straight to sleep when we were home.  We were so happy to see our hooparents we purred so much!

We were loaded into the car again and soon we were home, being let out, back in our comfy pad.  We ran out of the carriers and demanded that we have some food… unfortunately the nurse had given our parents some more of that cardboard food… beggars can’t be choosers though… so we happily ate it.

Ok then, we were supposed to rest… rest… rest… REST!  We are super speedy happy Snowshoe kittens, we don’t need to rest!  We spent the next 5 hours running around, sofa surfing, tunnel diving, television paw padding and fighting over our Kong caterpillars…

This morning, when hoopa came down to give us breakfast at 5.30, we mobbed him and demanded lots of cuddles.  We slept most of the day while hooma worked (with the occasional cuddle) and we are still resting now.

As to what’s missing… we still haven’t worked that one out… we just know something is different…

3 Comments leave one →
  1. August 27, 2010 07:11

    Oh dear. Going to da vet is never fun. Glad you both came owt ok. I had my operatshun a few years back & I am still full of mischef. Get yur rest & haf lots of treats.

  2. September 20, 2010 16:28

    I just found your blog and I’m glad I did. I’m glad your v-e-t trip went so well. It’s ancient history now and you don’t have to think about it anymore. *hugs & purrs*

  3. lisa weeks permalink
    September 27, 2011 09:37

    aw this blog is just brilliant i have heard so much about your boys and i have their sister tilly she is also very vocal and sits to be given her biscuits on command.she plays lots and loves fetch also.i also had their mum maxine and she had another boy just like your mitted boy.lovely to read such lovely stories about them they are gorgeous.xx

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