If she's taken a drip out I wouldn't be surprised if she somehow manages to yank the cone off her head or destroy it.

Oh god I knoooooooow. Thankfully the vet is only five minutes away, and in the meantime I could probably make an artificial one out of art supplies (I have weird things in my art supplies).

Then again, before Maybe and Moet, I had a brilliant veteran of the cat species known as Smokey, and he was a ruffian. And he left his cone of shame on, despite trying to scratch it off. So I'll keep my fingers crossed. Maybe figures some stuff out (like climbing the fridge) but not other stuff (like the catflap). We'll see? Heh.