Effieland is a secured 1,000 square foot garden that makes it safe for Effie and Paladin to be outdoors. Lots of grass and a planter of catnip grow there, as do flowers and grapes and berries for the humans who belong to these remarkable cats.
Effie contemplates her sunny dominion
Paladin scans Effieland from beneath a chair
Paladin awaits the opening of the lupines
Paladin has needed a lot of post-op rest. He eats sufficient moist and dry food and drinks plenty of water. He uses his litter box faithfully. He is not yet ready to go outdoors for an Effieland romp, because he needs first to get to know the house. The anesthetic has finally worn off, but the surgery itself has a longer recovery time, about 10 days. Some pain might persist, but if it does, Paladin is bravely uncomplaining. He is quiet and sleeping most of the day, but receptive to petting.
Effie entered my study this morning, stalking Paladin. When she was sure she had sufficient escape clearance, she opened her mouth and hissed loudly at him. He responded silently with a look that said, “Whatever, Lady.”
This afternoon, Paladin received Effie graciously, even though she marched toward him like a feline drill sergeant, though I know she meant well.
Hang in there, Pal. . . .