Cats don’t care if they have claws or not
I am the proud cat mom to three of the most beautiful creatures on the face of this earth. They own me, make no mistake about it. Chuck (almost 3 year old, spayed female); Tony Sue (almost 2-1/2 year old, spayed female); and Bobby (questionable age as he was a rescued cat, neutered male).
Chuck and Tony Sue came to live in our household when they were very tiny little babies, maybe 6 to 8 weeks old. Cute as little buttons they were, but really rascally! Bobby came to live with us because he needed a home and we had room for one more.
Chuck and Tony Sue were spayed and front declawed (using a laser, so they still have their full fingers) at the same time as they got their first shots. I specifically asked their vet how he declawed cats, and he explained the whole process to me. He emphasized that they would have a very rapid recovery and they would get to keep all their fingers, just the nail bed would be destroyed. They had no bandages on their feet and I didn’t see any blood or oozing or infection.
They didn’t walk as if their feet hurt them and they didn’t spend any more time washing their feet than they always spent bathing their whole bodies. Bobby was already neutered and front declawed when we got him, and I did check his front feet, and he still has his full fingers too, so his vet must have used a laser.
When Chuck and Tony Sue got home the day after their surgeries, they pretty much resumed their normal mayhem. They were a little slower, but their vet explained that the spaying would slow them down for a few days while their incisions healed.
The one thing they did do which kind of surprised me is they jumped off the back of the couch onto the floor. They didn’t do it just once right after they were declawed; they did it often, just like they always did. (I thought it was awful high up for little kittens, but these two are real daredevils! Always have been.)
These cats truly don’t seem to care that they don’t have their front claws anymore. I don’t know if Chuck and Tony Sue even remember having them! They all play, run, and jump like cats with claws. The only thing they don’t do is claw the furniture.
Other than that, none of them seems to be unhappy in any way. They all snuggle up to me when I take my nap and when I go to sleep for the night. They all jump up onto the back of my fabric computer chair and lean against my back.
They all love to cook, and they all gather in the kitchen to “help” me! Tony Sue is my talker, and she keeps up a running “conversation” with me all day long, every day. They all knead me when I hold them and carry them around the house. And they all sing to me every time I touch them or talk directly to them.
I’ve had two toenails removed – right foot big toe and left foot second toe. (The worst part of the whole ordeal was the two shots of anesthesia in each toe.) I came out with a bandage wrapped around my whole toe which I was told to leave on until the next day, then soak the toe, Neosporin and a band-aid. The doctor told me to take Tylenol if I had any pain, but he also told me not to expect any pain because I probably wouldn’t have any. I had no pain, no infection, no nothing. I kept my toes covered with Neosporin and a band-aid for about a week to two weeks, and then I took the band-aids off. It was no big deal for me, and I’m pretty sure my cats felt the same way about their nails.