Woschech is amazingly doing well. Everything went way faster than I thought, the operation only took the doctor one hour and I was supposed to wait. While he was operating, I was roaming around the vet's practice and it was the most beautiful day since weeks. Everything was covered in a little snow, bright blue sky, sunshine. So even one of the ugliest parts of the town looked kinda friendly and I took some pictures to distract myself. And I bought some treats for Wosch.
Then I went back and I could stay with the cat while he was waking up. Pour little cat, laying there, tongue out of his mouth, snorting quietly, waking up, totally confused, dizzy, one-eyed.
But he recovered pretty quick from the narcosis.
|This was right before we went to the vet.|
|After the operation, back at home.|
Just in the right time I got a small package in the afternoon after the operation with a jar of cookies. Look at these yummy little things and the promising spring time-ish postcard! I love that. Thanks again, Iris! Let's do cookie swaps more often! (And by the way: your cookies are finally on their way to you)
|Orange pistachio, maple walnut and chocolate sea salt cookies.|
He sent the infectious eye to a lab in Vienna, to get it tested. There is a tiny chance, that parasites caused all this and that these parasites are still there.
Never ending story.
So at the moment I hope that the wound will heal very well and that he will be a bit more agile again. And if there are any parasites: fuck off.