Does your Cat (or any pet) misbehave since caregiving your loved one?
Have you been required to take care of your loved one's pet after they have passed? Does your pet have cute antics that entertain your loved one?
And finally, has the cat or dog transferred their loyalty to your Mother?
I think he really enjoyed Christmas, probably more than any of us humans. The paper! The ribbon! The decorations! The roast beast! Oh my!
The squirt gun is so ridiculous. Now Bruce just gets up on his hind legs and tries to bat the spray, like it's a fun toy. And all I can do is laugh, because that darned spray bottle worked with every other cat I've ever had or known. When he first came home with me, I remarked to everyone that, "He ain't afraid of NUTHIN'." And it seems to be true.
Well one morning we walked into the kitchen and there at the cat feeding station was the largest raccoon I ever saw and Charlie sitting nearby. Guess he invited the racoon in for breakfast :P The raccoon turned to look at us then went right back to eating, then eventually waddled out. Raccoons are all fur and can collapse their bones in order to squeeze into a tight opening.
I had to throw out all of the dry food, water, and wash the dishes. In the mean time Charlie was out looking for his next guest. Couple months ago he tried to bring in a fox, but the fox couldn't get through the opening in the door. The fox panic when he saw me.
That's my boy :))
Many thanks for the little christmas ideas! Nothing could brighten my day more while I am sick in bed here. Well, if I did have a pet to guard me, snuggle at the foot of my bed, that would be nice too. Guess squirrels cannot be that.
Book, You are a trooper when it comes to fighting off those illnesses! Keep up the good work. Thanks for the wishes!
Ali, Traveling mercies for the holidays, and get well soon!
Hope you feel better very soon, Send. My mom had some sick recently, it ran two weeks. She said the doctor knew what it was -- a virus strain going around this year. I fear that's what I have, but hopeful that it's some lesser thing that will resolve sooner than 2 weeks.
I think I might have the bubonic plague.....
Well, it is freezing outside.......you know, OUTSIDE, where the rest of the world is enjoying life, riding their bikes at 5 a.m., not helping.....the kitchen is closed until further notice. I am sicker than I thought. No worries.
and closed the door, it was "Bam, Bam, Bam!".
She has climbed the screen door, demanding more. Face to face with Ritatouille as I opened the slider, she got down and tried to come inside.
She has got to learn some manners if we're to get along.
She doesn't know we are running out of peanuts, as I have not been to the store.
She has been such good company.
the odd attempt to escape. I do bring snow into them
in a plastic box. They usually muck around in it a bit
and then maybe a bit more as it melts. Maybe I should
hide some raw chicken in it to enrich their environmental
experiences, lol!
Some of those firefighters are HOT. I might consider getting "stuck" in a tree to get rescued, lol.
I bought Bruce one of those chirping toy birds at the pet store today. Supposed to be for Christmas but once he heard it, it was game over. Lol, well, he doesn't know what Christmas is anyway. Maybe it will distract him from the tree ornaments....
A 27 yr old woman’s pregnant cat was in her tree. Woman got a stool and climbed tree to get her poor kitty.
Now woman and kitty are stuck in Tree. Fire Dept had to rescue both woman and kitty!
Woman and kitty were 12 feet up in tree!!!
Yikes! Woman and kitty behaving badly!
Another cat whenever we got a foot of snow would plow underneath the snow to get to the backyard bird-feeder.... what was hysterical was she would first get under the woven outside door mat and use that as camouflage. We would see that mat traveling the yard, couldn't see the cat :P
I think whomever Bruce's dad was he must have been big. Bruce is only a little over 4 months and he's HUGE. He seems to grow right in front of your eyes! His mom has a stocky build, but is average size (and also a tortie).
He touched his first snow today! I took him with me to massage therapy and let him check out the snow after the appt. (He's otherwise and indoor cat.) He thought it was weird, and then he started eating it! It looked like he had a sudden revelation that snow is just frozen water, lol. He didn't really want to be out there, though, so we didn't check it out for long.
Anywho, we think we saw Charlie's dad, an unfixed Black Bombay. As for the Maine Coon, a neighbor on the next street came over to chat, apparently his purebred Maine Coon male show-cat escaped one day... oops. The little guy was busy. We had no idea that the kitten we had would be a Maine Coon as she didn't show her breed until she was 2 years old. It was amazing watching her develop month after month with something different.
What is really sad, the mother cat, who was a stray, a beautiful tall white with black markings passed on after 5 weeks of having the kittens. When we saw her and one of her kittens in distress we rushed them to the Vet. Well, this was Texas where rat poison is popular to use to control the rats. Well, mother cat was trying to feed her young and teach them to hunt, not knowing this one rat she caught had eaten some poison... [sigh].
I think the water thing is pretty funny, to be honest. He IS getting a tiny, tiny bit better, and he is still super lovey and cuddly when he wants to be. Maybe it's a phase. Or....
I wonder if he is in pain from his hernia? That might be a cause of the fighty-bitey. He is getting that dealt with January 4, same day he gets fixed. Either way, I'll talk to the vet about the fighty-bitey problem and see what he says.
Pam try putting ointment on your hands with a strong smell she does not like and that may deter her. Vicks comes to mind but I have never had to deal with that problem. Either that or have her teeth extracted and buy false ones!!!!!!
I think it's might just be his "kill" drive. The last kitten I had (years and years ago) was soooo chill with people...but he probably had a thousand "kills" under his belt by this age, from attacking moths and spiders and other bugs. Up here in mom's apartment, there aren't any kind of bugs, ever. Bruce has become dissatisfied with "killing" toys.
BY SUSAN BECK
THE STORY OF THE ALLEY CAT
FROM THE BEGINNING, NOT THE END,
IS SAD BECAUSE OF THE WAY HE LIVES HIS LIFE
IT LEFT HIM WITHOUT A FRIEND
WHEN HE WAS JUST A KITTY
HIS MOTHER WAS ILL AND DIED
HE LIVED IN DIRTY BOXES
THE ALLEY WAS HIS LIFE
HE LIVED AROUND THE GARBAGE CANS
AND PEOPLE PASSED HIM BY
THE YEARS GREW LONG
WITH NO ONE TO LOVE,
THE ALLEY CAT WAS CRYING INSIDE
MANY SNOWS HAD COME AND GONE
YET, STILL HE SURVIVED
A SCAVENGER FOR FOOD HE BECAME
ON THE STREET YOU FIGHT TO LIVE OR DIE
ON CHRISTMAS EVE
WHEN HE WAS TEN
THE FISH STORE OWNER INVITED HIM IN
SO MANY YEARS YOU LIVED BEHIND MY STORE
I DON’T KNOW WHY
I NEVER OPENED UP MY DOOR
WITH CANDLES LIT
THE SNOW DID FALL
THE FIREPLACE WAS LIT
THE ALLEY CAT FELL ASLEEP
CURLED UP IN A BALL
HE LAID BY THE WARMTH OF THE FIRE’S GLOW
IT FELT SO GOOD
HE LOVED IT SO
HE WAS GIVEN FOOD EVERY DAY
A WARM BED
A PLACE TO STAY
HE FELT THE HANDS
OF A LOVING OWNER
WHO TOOK CARE OF HIM
UNTIL HIS LIFE WAS OVER
MERRY CHRISTMAS,
ALLEY CAT!
THE END