On Baby A's birthday, the c-section surgery went as planned. I walked into the OR around 9:30am and was pushed out around 2 hours later. W was instructed to wait outside while the team was getting me prepared for anesthesia. He then got invited to come in and sat next to me while the team worked on getting Baby A out of me 😂. W was a good DJ and Baby A was born while Taylor Swift's Shake It Off was being played. So...did I feel any pain during this life-changing surgery? No, I didn't. I had a spinal block. I never felt any type of pain during the surgery. Getting the anesthesia injected - however - was the most uncomfortable part of the surgery. There was a lot of pressure. I felt my back being pulled or pushed, or something. It just felt very uncomfortable, not painful, but very uncomfortable. It was also hard to try leaning toward the source of that uncomfortableness. Learning to relax while being uncomfortable was a very hard thing to do. But it was necessary. Once it...
So Lulu, our extra-toed tabby, just turned 6 this month.
She's my dear furry Lulu. She decided to do a little adventure last night by - magically - escaping the fenced catio and gone AWOL for a brief moment. Hubby and I called her name out loud in the yard - which drew the attention of our dear neighbor - and searched everywhere from her favorite hide-out spots in the house to some weird places like under the sink cabinets. She eventually came out from a bush in our backyard. Granted, she was still in our yard (or maybe she had just returned from her adventure from the big world). She meowed and came out when our neighbor and hubby called her after spotting her in a corner bush in our yard.
While we were still looking for her, we did quick surveys around the house/fenced gazebo and the fenced patio. The patio is semi-fenced to the point we're pretty sure she can't jump out because the fence is over 6 feet tall. We did, unfortunately, find a few small holes - between the fence and the ground - that seemed to have been dug out by our doggy Duke (he's got a history with digs). We're not sure how long the holes had been there. Maybe a few days, maybe a few months. We had wild, crazy weed growing (did no care to the yard over winter, just started working on the yard a few weeks ago) and just pulled a lot of them out. It's possible those crazy weeds covered the holes that we didn't see and then Lulu spotted her perfect escape route once weeds were removed. The holes were not big enough for Duke or Beibei to get out, but certaily enough room for Lulu who is super flexible with her slender kitty body. In addition to the holes, we noticed some broken wires (our fence has wires, or that's what we call them). So the exact method of her escape is unknown, but we found some possibilities and remedied to the best of our capabilities by using in-ground U-sticks to secure the fence to the ground more and added spare wires to fix & cover up the broken wires. We plan on adding stones / some sort of concrete and heavy "stuff" just outside the fenced gazebo, like lining them right by where the fence and groundkiss - I mean meet -, as a way to prevent her (or Beibei/Duke) from using any hole Duke might dig up again.
And today, Lulu escaped again. This is after we had added more U-sticks and fixed the broken wires that fences the gazebo. I woke up to seeing Duke and Beibei, but not Lulu. Husband usually leaves for work with the doggy door open in the morning so Duke has access for potty when I sleep in in the morning. Well, I couldn't find her and after having searched all drawers and her favorite hideout spots, I was pretty sure she was on an adventure again. I surveyed our yard and called her name, but didn't find her. I actually cried in the living room from thinking about all the possible ways she could get hurt from. For example, hit by a car, or chased away by a neighbor's dog, taken by a bald eagle (yes, we have them), eaten by a snake (we hear about them here), or simply got lost while on her exciting adventure. I texted husband and he wasn't worried. He said he has confident that Lulu would find her way home for food and comfort. And he was right. About one hour after I couldn't find her, suddenly I heard Lulu's cry. I mean, it's not a typical meow. It's the kind we only hear when giving her a bath. I immediately looked out to the window and saw her sitting just outside the fenced gazebo. Duke and I went out to the yard as quickly as we could. As soon as I opened the door to the yard, Lulu's cry became a happy meow sound - I mean - I think I heard it right, a happy meow meow sound and her tail started to wiggle 😃 and tried to get through the tiny hole in the fence (it's the kind like deer fence) but couldn't. Her tiny paws were on the fence and kept wagging her head and tail. It's like she recognized me (duh!) and wanted to come to the other side of the fence quickly but didn't know how to get through the fence (even though she somehow went through it to get out). I quickly went to the other side of the fence. She just sat there and continued to produce the happy meow sound. I picked her up as she meowed and meowed and we went inside the house. She's not hurt. Thank goodness. I gave her some treats as soon as I got her inside the house, hoping she would associate coming home = treats. I hope she doesn't think disappear AND come home = treat. It's conflicting. I want her to be happy but I hated that feeling when I couldn't find her.
So....poor Lulu...until we figure out the exact method she used to escape, she no longer has access to the doggy door that leads to the fenced gazebo when no one is home. I plan on still letting her have access to go through the doggy door when I'm home, this way, I can see how she gets out and work from there.
Here's a picture of Lulu after she came back today. She acted like everything was chill. I'm just glad she's home and not hurt.
Ok, time for dinner prepping. Noodle soup it is. 😎
She's my dear furry Lulu. She decided to do a little adventure last night by - magically - escaping the fenced catio and gone AWOL for a brief moment. Hubby and I called her name out loud in the yard - which drew the attention of our dear neighbor - and searched everywhere from her favorite hide-out spots in the house to some weird places like under the sink cabinets. She eventually came out from a bush in our backyard. Granted, she was still in our yard (or maybe she had just returned from her adventure from the big world). She meowed and came out when our neighbor and hubby called her after spotting her in a corner bush in our yard.
While we were still looking for her, we did quick surveys around the house/fenced gazebo and the fenced patio. The patio is semi-fenced to the point we're pretty sure she can't jump out because the fence is over 6 feet tall. We did, unfortunately, find a few small holes - between the fence and the ground - that seemed to have been dug out by our doggy Duke (he's got a history with digs). We're not sure how long the holes had been there. Maybe a few days, maybe a few months. We had wild, crazy weed growing (did no care to the yard over winter, just started working on the yard a few weeks ago) and just pulled a lot of them out. It's possible those crazy weeds covered the holes that we didn't see and then Lulu spotted her perfect escape route once weeds were removed. The holes were not big enough for Duke or Beibei to get out, but certaily enough room for Lulu who is super flexible with her slender kitty body. In addition to the holes, we noticed some broken wires (our fence has wires, or that's what we call them). So the exact method of her escape is unknown, but we found some possibilities and remedied to the best of our capabilities by using in-ground U-sticks to secure the fence to the ground more and added spare wires to fix & cover up the broken wires. We plan on adding stones / some sort of concrete and heavy "stuff" just outside the fenced gazebo, like lining them right by where the fence and ground
And today, Lulu escaped again. This is after we had added more U-sticks and fixed the broken wires that fences the gazebo. I woke up to seeing Duke and Beibei, but not Lulu. Husband usually leaves for work with the doggy door open in the morning so Duke has access for potty when I sleep in in the morning. Well, I couldn't find her and after having searched all drawers and her favorite hideout spots, I was pretty sure she was on an adventure again. I surveyed our yard and called her name, but didn't find her. I actually cried in the living room from thinking about all the possible ways she could get hurt from. For example, hit by a car, or chased away by a neighbor's dog, taken by a bald eagle (yes, we have them), eaten by a snake (we hear about them here), or simply got lost while on her exciting adventure. I texted husband and he wasn't worried. He said he has confident that Lulu would find her way home for food and comfort. And he was right. About one hour after I couldn't find her, suddenly I heard Lulu's cry. I mean, it's not a typical meow. It's the kind we only hear when giving her a bath. I immediately looked out to the window and saw her sitting just outside the fenced gazebo. Duke and I went out to the yard as quickly as we could. As soon as I opened the door to the yard, Lulu's cry became a happy meow sound - I mean - I think I heard it right, a happy meow meow sound and her tail started to wiggle 😃 and tried to get through the tiny hole in the fence (it's the kind like deer fence) but couldn't. Her tiny paws were on the fence and kept wagging her head and tail. It's like she recognized me (duh!) and wanted to come to the other side of the fence quickly but didn't know how to get through the fence (even though she somehow went through it to get out). I quickly went to the other side of the fence. She just sat there and continued to produce the happy meow sound. I picked her up as she meowed and meowed and we went inside the house. She's not hurt. Thank goodness. I gave her some treats as soon as I got her inside the house, hoping she would associate coming home = treats. I hope she doesn't think disappear AND come home = treat. It's conflicting. I want her to be happy but I hated that feeling when I couldn't find her.
So....poor Lulu...until we figure out the exact method she used to escape, she no longer has access to the doggy door that leads to the fenced gazebo when no one is home. I plan on still letting her have access to go through the doggy door when I'm home, this way, I can see how she gets out and work from there.
Here's a picture of Lulu after she came back today. She acted like everything was chill. I'm just glad she's home and not hurt.
Ok, time for dinner prepping. Noodle soup it is. 😎
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