The vet found some tooth material that had remained from his previous extraction site back last summer. She gave several reasons why this might have happened, including the possibility that maybe it was just missed. Regardless, the remaining tooth material and more of the root were extracted.
It kills me to think that Buddy might have been in pain the majority of his time with me. I sure hope this fixes him up and makes him more comfortable and thus makes him eat better.
Right now, he's not comfortable at all. Since returning from the vet this afternoon, he hasn't done anything except pace the floor with his tail held low. The most settled he's been was when he let me rub his tummy for a time. I'm hoping he sleeps well, although I'm not expecting it. Seeing him pace has really spiked my anxiety level. So now we're giving him his pain medicine and I might need a dose for me too!
I'll keep you posted on how his post-op recovery goes.
Buddy is not the only source of my anxiety tonight. I actually awoke early this morning to the sound of a cat fight outside, somewhere in the front the house. I hate that sound, especially, when I imagine that it probably involves my sweet Oliver.
Later that morning, I went to feed Oliver his breakfast and there was a bunch of cat poop there on the floor of Oliver's enclosed porch, just outside the backdoor. I knew Oliver would never do such a thing but I was puzzled as to who done it.
After some investigative work, I'm pretty sure now who left their poop-o-gram. Laura said she had seen the Evil Bushy Kitty hanging around the back step yesterday and tonight she saw him on the back porch, hanging out on one of Oliver's viewing shelves. (If you don't know how Evil Bushy Kitty earned his name, read this post from last October.)
Evil Bushy Kitty, doing his evil thing on the neighbor's shrubbery (March 2012)
When I came home from work this evening, Oliver was patrolling his yard, looking out for any intruders. He was on high alert. He's not happy with Evil Bushy Kitty, and I can't blame him - in fact, I'm not happy with Evil Bushy Kitty either.
I don't know if Evil Bushy Kitty has a home, nor do I know if he's fixed. He always runs away when I try to talk to him or approach him. I'm thinking I might need to trap him and survey his privates. If he's not fixed, that will be simple enough to take care of. If he is fixed then I'm not sure what to do.
In the meantime, I have to worry about Oliver's well-being with this intruder marking up Oliver's porch (and my house!) I would love to hear anyone suggestions of how I might dissuade Evil Bushy Kitty from coming onto Oliver's porch while also allowing Oliver access.
We have had a stretch of warmer temperatures, which means I will soon need to solve my problem of Oliver's future. Over the Easter weekend, I carried Oliver in my arms several times throughout the house while the cats got to smell and see him. I even set him down and let him meet Theo, which didn't go so well (Theo swatted at him and tried to pounce on him). Buddy went crazy whenever he saw Oliver, but when I carried Oliver into a new room away from Buddy, he settled down, which gave me a little hope. As soon as Buddy makes visual contact of Oliver, he goes ballistic.
And a wonderful note to end on. Laura was going out for an afternoon walk today and Oliver asked her to pick him up and snuggle him! That's never happened before, he's only wanted me to hold him - so that's pretty exciting! He's warming up to her. Yea!!