It’s been a long time since my last update. Let me write about Qibao’s recent situation as a record.
Qibao has turned one year old. I took her to be spayed when she was about eight months old. Since female cats have a longer recovery period, it took a week for her to regain her former liveliness.
On the first night after the spaying, the effect of the anesthetic hadn’t worn off. Her vision was blurry and she was in pain. For the first time, she hissed at people. As her “mom”, I felt really sad. The next day, when she could see clearly, she became affectionate again. After the spaying, she didn’t eat or drink. For three consecutive days, I had to use a syringe to feed her broth. After that, she started eating and drinking normally.
Here are some funny photos of her during the recovery period after the spaying.
After the spaying, she became extremely voracious, and her weight kept soaring.
Just turned one, she already weighs 10 pounds, and even has a double chin.
As she grows older, she’s not as clingy as before, but she can quietly accompany you.
If I don’t let her sleep in the bedroom at night, she’ll keep meowing and stay lying at the door. Once I open the door, she’ll dash in and lie down automatically.
She always waits for me at the door when I get home every day.
Her sleeping postures are getting more and more unrestrained. She’s far from being a “little lady”.
As shown in the picture, she’s too big to fit in the basin.
I put a hat on her for her recent birthday. With her broad back and thick waist, she looks like a big shot.
There’s a sense of heaviness in her eyes, just like that of a middle – aged man.
Fortunately, after dressing her up, she still looks okay.
She’s just fat, not a munchkin cat.
Recently, she loves eating melon seeds. She’s even learned to “sit” in order to get melon seeds.
The most headache – inducing thing at present is that she has diarrhea on long rainy days. Every day, she walks around meowing with her poop – stained tail held high, asking me to wipe her bottom. I really want to show my disgust, but seeing how cute she is, I’ll just do it willingly.
It’s been a year since I met her.
I’ve raised her from a kitten that could be held in one hand to a big cat that I can’t hold with both hands. Every stage has made me cautious and full of curiosity. There were problems like her not eating, having diarrhea, getting a black chin, breaking a tooth, having a bleeding nail, and getting spayed. As a novice cat owner, I was constantly faced with issues. Whenever I was unsure, I’d take her to the hospital, spending a lot of money on vet visits. Gradually, I’ve learned to choose cat food and cat litter, cook cat food with the right proportions, and give her medicine.
Recently, my homemade cat food has won her approval. She always finishes it all.
Before I got a cat, I was afraid of dirt and stink. Now, I can calmly wash the feet of my cat that has stepped in poop or had diarrhea.
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