Last week we took Geisha in to the vet to get speyed. She wasn't happy, as you'd expect! Because she's such a manic kitten, hyperactive in a big way, she even surprised the vet. She'd just woken up from the op and was already trying to run around, even while groggy. We put her in her cat cage to take home and she was chewing at the cage door to try and get out. As a result, the vet suspected we might need a collar to prevent her from licking the surgery wound and removing the stitches. The vet was right.


As of this writing, the collar has come off and she's settled in to the idea of having stitches. It was touch and go for a while though, 'cause she managed to find a way to twist herself around so that she could still tug at the stitches even with the collar! We had to try and squirt her with the spray bottle of water every time she did this, but after a while she just ignored the spray and continued.

The collar had to be removed before it was time, because she was literally scratching holes in her neck to try and get it off. All her fur was gone at the scratch points.

Why did we have to get the craziest kitten in the city?