Well, I Never...

Xandria did very well at the hospital; her surgery was untroubled.

When she came home, she was of course wearing a little cone, to prevent her from licking her incision. I usually take a cone off a cat, and then see if she will bother with the wound. I did this with Xan, placing her cone on an upper shelf of a bookcase. I watched her for an hour and she was more sleepy than annoyed. I fed her a small portion of food and went about my business. Later, I came back to find this.

She had put her own cone back on.

How? I can only speculate. An end-table was tipped over, so I think she saw the cone on the bookshelf and, for some reason, wanted to investigate it. She probably jumped from the table - that action in her condition causes me to wince - onto the bookshelf, where she knocked the cone to the floor. There, she stuck her head in it to smell and - voila.

Silly cat.

Anyway, she went the night without a cone and her incision looks no different than when she came home. She has eaten, used the litter-box and is too active for my liking. I think she will be fine without the cone. If she will keep from putting it on.