Vet said the lump wasn't attached, which is supposed to be a good sign, but she took the entire nipple off anyway, just to be safe. Lab results will be back next week; the stitches come out the week after.
Floppy seems to be okay, she's sleeping it off. She's had no loss of appetite and moves around fine, when she's up and moving around. She's commandeered Merry's favorite spot in the back of my closet so she's hiding while she sleeps but she's social and friendly when she ventures out. She's one of the worst cats in the house to give meds (Rosalie is the other) but she took her medicine easily enough this morning (I surprised her with the meds when she was begging for her morning meal - tonight might not go down so well).
The stress hasn't helped our house, we're still reeling from the loss of Nettie and Precious.
Stanley and Ronnie were both displeased with Floppy's absence yesterday. Ronnie picked up one of Floppy's toys (a teddy bear that Floppy stole from the dogs) and dragged it around the house while she meowed loudly (Ronnie never does this so I'm assuming she was looking for her sister; the behavior stopped when Floppy came back home). Stanley refused to leave the kitchen and he was one of the first to greet Floppy when she climbed out of the pet carrier.
|Flops and Ron usually sleep like this|
for their morning naps
I'm trying. That's all I can really promise.