Adelaide and Quinn have been bonded for something like a month and a half, two months now? There was a bit of fur pulling here and there and he's hormonal enough that he's been spraying but they have been inseparable. Just last week she went to the vets for her vaccine and him for a microchip and they were snogging in the carrier.
I came home from work Tuesday evening to find carnage. We can only assume a mount turned into something more like bucking bronco. A full scale fight ensued, and although they made up Adelaide ended up with a deep bite on her back.
The vet saw her today and there's no infection but she has subcutaneous emphysema and the tiny access hole needed a tiny staple to close it up.
Quinn's immediate response was to groom it. He groomed the wound earlier in the day, three times in the waiting room and once on the way home, so unfortunately and infuriatingly I had to take the vet's advice to separate them so he can't overgroom it or, even worse, try to pull the staple out.
They are next to each other and can interact. Just need fingers, toes etc crossed that they'll introduce back together easily when its ok to and my anxiety levels have shot through the roof.
It's an awkward situation because I left them together after the fight (they pulled a little bit of fur here and there but were otherwise chill) and it would be best for the bond for them to be together, but if he's going to insist on focusing the wound, and especially if he decides to pull the staple, he could end up getting her wrath if he hurts her doing it or even set back healing/promote infection (she's on antibiotics as a precaution anyway).
I've set my alarm early for tomorrow morning in the hope that maybe I can spend a few hours observing them together before I go, but then would have to separate again while I'm at work (the vet will be shut by the time I get back for a start, so if staple gets pulled I won't be able to deal with it until the next morning). I'm not sure I can let them out for long in the evening though because they don't like my torch.
I really don't want to lose the bond here. I don't think for a moment he meant to hurt her and there's nothing much I can do about his hormones. He's neutered so it's not like I can threaten to cut them off again.
I'm all very sad right now
I came home from work Tuesday evening to find carnage. We can only assume a mount turned into something more like bucking bronco. A full scale fight ensued, and although they made up Adelaide ended up with a deep bite on her back.
The vet saw her today and there's no infection but she has subcutaneous emphysema and the tiny access hole needed a tiny staple to close it up.
Quinn's immediate response was to groom it. He groomed the wound earlier in the day, three times in the waiting room and once on the way home, so unfortunately and infuriatingly I had to take the vet's advice to separate them so he can't overgroom it or, even worse, try to pull the staple out.
They are next to each other and can interact. Just need fingers, toes etc crossed that they'll introduce back together easily when its ok to and my anxiety levels have shot through the roof.
It's an awkward situation because I left them together after the fight (they pulled a little bit of fur here and there but were otherwise chill) and it would be best for the bond for them to be together, but if he's going to insist on focusing the wound, and especially if he decides to pull the staple, he could end up getting her wrath if he hurts her doing it or even set back healing/promote infection (she's on antibiotics as a precaution anyway).
I've set my alarm early for tomorrow morning in the hope that maybe I can spend a few hours observing them together before I go, but then would have to separate again while I'm at work (the vet will be shut by the time I get back for a start, so if staple gets pulled I won't be able to deal with it until the next morning). I'm not sure I can let them out for long in the evening though because they don't like my torch.
I really don't want to lose the bond here. I don't think for a moment he meant to hurt her and there's nothing much I can do about his hormones. He's neutered so it's not like I can threaten to cut them off again.
I'm all very sad right now