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Vet Visit today, possible BW
My pair of cats, Smudge ( captain or her royal highness ) and Peepers (
recreation officer or humble serf ) both of whom reached their 5th year this August went to the vet today for their annual checkup. Smudge was also going in for a shot but Peepers didn't need one. ( Peepers had reacted badly with his initial shots as a kitten and needed emergency treatment to recover so it took a few years for me to get back to getting him immunized.). The day started pretty normally and stayed that way until it was time to get them into the carrier to go to the vet. I closed the door to the bedroom to close off all of the best hiding spots. Peepers was out on the balcony so I closed the door to keep him out there where I knew where he was. Now was cat catching time. Rip off the towel off the carrier and open the carrier and go for target one, Smudge. Smudge knew something was seriously wrong when the bedroom door was closed and when the balcony door was closed and the carrier monster uncovered and open she knew exactly what was wrong. Off the flies to the hiding room, OOPS the door is closed and the lumbering human is in sight and reaching. She feints to one side and zips through on the other with her human hardly able to touch let alone grasp her. Dart back into the living room, her human is still coming and, oh no, can't hide behind the furniture, he just overturns it. After a couple of feints, she weaves past her pursuing human and goes back to the bedroom. OOPS, forgot it was closed, Human too close, oh no caught (or thoughts very like that ) must fight for my freedom. I struggled and got over to the carrier with her and with great difficuly and a cat who seemed to have grown extra strengh and limbs managed to get her in and the door closed. I turned the carrier on end so that the door was on top and moved toward the balcony door for cat 2, Peepers. Peepers, who had been at the balcony door, and seen the chase and and his sister fed to the carrier monster had backed away from the door but stay on his rear legs so that he could see in. When I moved to the balcony door he moved most of the way towards one end of the balcony and tried to melt into the concrete. I guess hoping he wouldn't be seen, but a black and tan long haired tabby shows up really well on grey concrete in the daylight even if the light was dim from the overcast of prerain clouds covering the entire sky. I went over to him and he tried to hunker down further but decided to try to run past me but I got him on first pass. Now he doesn't like being held and will wait to use the first opportunity to escape. Opened the door to go back in and at this first opportunity he tried to get away but failed so wait for a second opportunity. I stepped over to the carrier opened it and shoved him in despite him having grown several new limbs and super cat speed and power, or so it seemed. Smudge was upset briefly with him as his body going in had prevented her escape attempt. I put the carrier in the proper position and got ready to leave the apartment to the accompaniement of plaintive pleas (meows) coming from the prisoners er patients. After a talk with my next door neighbour who somehow hadn't realized that I had a cat, I got the much heavier than usual carrier into the elevator and went down. When I reached the street, there was a pigeon convention or party as it appeared someone had left a couple of dozen stale kaisers. I put the carrier down for a bit for the cats to enjoy the sight but only Smudge came forward and only half heartedly to watch. Things from here went quietly from here and after a while I reached the vets office via Toronto Transit buses - the King St trolley line had a problem somewhere and buses were running there as well. The vet had a new set of kittens for adoption (they take in unwanted kittens from customers and keep them to a proper age for adoptiona and also get some kittens from rescue groups I believe). I had to tell myself over and over, 1 human and 2 cats in a small apartment is as crowded as it can get, fortunately that was enough this time. Kitten fever can be a very tough disease to avoid giving in to - especially as they always look so cute. Smudge was weighed and at 6.34 Kg we had to discuss a feeding strategy that I could use with the cats and their very different preferred eating habits. She should weigh in with her frame between 4.5 and 5 Kg. ( 1 Kg =2.2 lb.). She was given her shot which she clearly didn't like and was allowed to roam the office while Peepers was examined as she clearly didn't want to go back into the carrier. She found a wooden chair to sit behind with a view out onto the street through a low window. Peepers weighed in at 5.82 Kg and while ever so slightly over his right weight for his frame his weight was ok Sort of glad to see him finally at weight as he has always come in underweight in prior years. Despite needing treatment in May he seems to be doing well overall. They are starting to show signs that they may need dental cleaning next year though. The vet suggested a chewable treat that handles tartar enzymatically, I will need to check out the price as both cats reacted as if they would like the sample that I got. Check up done and now to get cats back into the carrier. Peepers was glad to go back in but Smudge hissed at me good and hard when I went to get her but while she fought against going back into the carrier, it felt more for show than her full fight mode. When we got back, I put the carrier back where it usually is, put a towel on it, opened the balcony doors, put my coat away, and went back to let the now anxious cats out and see what kind of reaction I was going to see. Smudge, hisses at Peepers and come out slowly with Peepers just behind. Peepers gets hissed at again. Smudge has decided that Peepers is going to take a hit again for her going to the vet. It is not nearly as vehement as usual, although it may be because she is the only one who actually had anything more than just being weighed and poked and otherwise kneaded. Smudge decided that her human needed punishing and so went into hiding for an hour before coming out and insisting on the same treatment that Peepers was getting (some play and petting). She didn't really want to play though - petting was enough. Check out the Peepers imposter again and hiss at him again. This is a mild hissyfit though and I suspect that she may be over it by the end of the day rather than take a couple of days to do so. Vet visits are so restful after they are over. Must start getting ready for next year. Larry Osborne |
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Hugs for you, Larry, I'm tired just reading about it.
Best wishes, -- Polonca & Soncek "Larry Osborne" wrote in message ... My pair of cats, Smudge ( captain or her royal highness ) and Peepers ( recreation officer or humble serf ) both of whom reached their 5th year this August went to the vet today for their annual checkup. snip |
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On Sat, 25 Oct 2003 15:10:39 -0400, "Larry Osborne"
wrote: My pair of cats, Smudge ( captain or her royal highness ) and Peepers ( recreation officer or humble serf ) both of whom reached their 5th year this August went to the vet today for their annual checkup. Smudge was also going in for a shot but Peepers didn't need one. ( Peepers had reacted badly with his initial shots as a kitten and needed emergency treatment to recover so it took a few years for me to get back to getting him immunized.). The day started pretty normally and stayed that way until it was time to get them into the carrier to go to the vet. I closed the door to the bedroom to close off all of the best hiding spots. Peepers was out on the balcony so I closed the door to keep him out there where I knew where he was. Now was cat catching time. Rip off the towel off the carrier and open the carrier and go for target one, Smudge. Smudge knew something was seriously wrong when the bedroom door was closed and when the balcony door was closed and the carrier monster uncovered and open she knew exactly what was wrong. Off the flies to the hiding room, OOPS the door is closed and the lumbering human is in sight and reaching. She feints to one side and zips through on the other with her human hardly able to touch let alone grasp her. Dart back into the living room, her human is still coming and, oh no, can't hide behind the furniture, he just overturns it. After a couple of feints, she weaves past her pursuing human and goes back to the bedroom. OOPS, forgot it was closed, Human too close, oh no caught (or thoughts very like that ) must fight for my freedom. I struggled and got over to the carrier with her and with great difficuly and a cat who seemed to have grown extra strengh and limbs managed to get her in and the door closed. I turned the carrier on end so that the door was on top and moved toward the balcony door for cat 2, Peepers. Peepers, who had been at the balcony door, and seen the chase and and his sister fed to the carrier monster had backed away from the door but stay on his rear legs so that he could see in. When I moved to the balcony door he moved most of the way towards one end of the balcony and tried to melt into the concrete. I guess hoping he wouldn't be seen, but a black and tan long haired tabby shows up really well on grey concrete in the daylight even if the light was dim from the overcast of prerain clouds covering the entire sky. I went over to him and he tried to hunker down further but decided to try to run past me but I got him on first pass. Now he doesn't like being held and will wait to use the first opportunity to escape. Opened the door to go back in and at this first opportunity he tried to get away but failed so wait for a second opportunity. I stepped over to the carrier opened it and shoved him in despite him having grown several new limbs and super cat speed and power, or so it seemed. Smudge was upset briefly with him as his body going in had prevented her escape attempt. I put the carrier in the proper position and got ready to leave the apartment to the accompaniement of plaintive pleas (meows) coming from the prisoners er patients. After a talk with my next door neighbour who somehow hadn't realized that I had a cat, I got the much heavier than usual carrier into the elevator and went down. When I reached the street, there was a pigeon convention or party as it appeared someone had left a couple of dozen stale kaisers. I put the carrier down for a bit for the cats to enjoy the sight but only Smudge came forward and only half heartedly to watch. Things from here went quietly from here and after a while I reached the vets office via Toronto Transit buses - the King St trolley line had a problem somewhere and buses were running there as well. The vet had a new set of kittens for adoption (they take in unwanted kittens from customers and keep them to a proper age for adoptiona and also get some kittens from rescue groups I believe). I had to tell myself over and over, 1 human and 2 cats in a small apartment is as crowded as it can get, fortunately that was enough this time. Kitten fever can be a very tough disease to avoid giving in to - especially as they always look so cute. Smudge was weighed and at 6.34 Kg we had to discuss a feeding strategy that I could use with the cats and their very different preferred eating habits. She should weigh in with her frame between 4.5 and 5 Kg. ( 1 Kg =2.2 lb.). She was given her shot which she clearly didn't like and was allowed to roam the office while Peepers was examined as she clearly didn't want to go back into the carrier. She found a wooden chair to sit behind with a view out onto the street through a low window. Peepers weighed in at 5.82 Kg and while ever so slightly over his right weight for his frame his weight was ok Sort of glad to see him finally at weight as he has always come in underweight in prior years. Despite needing treatment in May he seems to be doing well overall. They are starting to show signs that they may need dental cleaning next year though. The vet suggested a chewable treat that handles tartar enzymatically, I will need to check out the price as both cats reacted as if they would like the sample that I got. Check up done and now to get cats back into the carrier. Peepers was glad to go back in but Smudge hissed at me good and hard when I went to get her but while she fought against going back into the carrier, it felt more for show than her full fight mode. When we got back, I put the carrier back where it usually is, put a towel on it, opened the balcony doors, put my coat away, and went back to let the now anxious cats out and see what kind of reaction I was going to see. Smudge, hisses at Peepers and come out slowly with Peepers just behind. Peepers gets hissed at again. Smudge has decided that Peepers is going to take a hit again for her going to the vet. It is not nearly as vehement as usual, although it may be because she is the only one who actually had anything more than just being weighed and poked and otherwise kneaded. Smudge decided that her human needed punishing and so went into hiding for an hour before coming out and insisting on the same treatment that Peepers was getting (some play and petting). She didn't really want to play though - petting was enough. Check out the Peepers imposter again and hiss at him again. This is a mild hissyfit though and I suspect that she may be over it by the end of the day rather than take a couple of days to do so. Vet visits are so restful after they are over. Must start getting ready for next year. Larry Osborne sounds like a pretty uneventful TED. Glad things went well, even if Smudge may be in for a little change in diet. Little Bit is right on the edge of being put on a diet. She should weigh a couple tenths of a pound less, but she did lose a tenth from last year so I'm not doing anything about it for now. I used to always carry the two girls in the same carrier, but bought a second carrier this year. I figured it would work well, since they can then be weighed inside the carrier, but the girls hate the idea judging from their cries. When they're in the same carrier they're pretty quiet, but separated they call back and forth, no doubt wondering what sort of horrible things are happening. I actually had someone roll down their window and call to ask if the cats were all right when stopped at an intersection. LOL -- Steve Touchstone, faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky remove Junk for email |
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On Sat, 25 Oct 2003 15:10:39 -0400, "Larry Osborne"
wrote: My pair of cats, Smudge ( captain or her royal highness ) and Peepers ( recreation officer or humble serf ) both of whom reached their 5th year this August went to the vet today for their annual checkup. Smudge was also going in for a shot but Peepers didn't need one. ( Peepers had reacted badly with his initial shots as a kitten and needed emergency treatment to recover so it took a few years for me to get back to getting him immunized.). The day started pretty normally and stayed that way until it was time to get them into the carrier to go to the vet. I closed the door to the bedroom to close off all of the best hiding spots. Peepers was out on the balcony so I closed the door to keep him out there where I knew where he was. Now was cat catching time. Rip off the towel off the carrier and open the carrier and go for target one, Smudge. Smudge knew something was seriously wrong when the bedroom door was closed and when the balcony door was closed and the carrier monster uncovered and open she knew exactly what was wrong. Off the flies to the hiding room, OOPS the door is closed and the lumbering human is in sight and reaching. She feints to one side and zips through on the other with her human hardly able to touch let alone grasp her. Dart back into the living room, her human is still coming and, oh no, can't hide behind the furniture, he just overturns it. After a couple of feints, she weaves past her pursuing human and goes back to the bedroom. OOPS, forgot it was closed, Human too close, oh no caught (or thoughts very like that ) must fight for my freedom. I struggled and got over to the carrier with her and with great difficuly and a cat who seemed to have grown extra strengh and limbs managed to get her in and the door closed. I turned the carrier on end so that the door was on top and moved toward the balcony door for cat 2, Peepers. Peepers, who had been at the balcony door, and seen the chase and and his sister fed to the carrier monster had backed away from the door but stay on his rear legs so that he could see in. When I moved to the balcony door he moved most of the way towards one end of the balcony and tried to melt into the concrete. I guess hoping he wouldn't be seen, but a black and tan long haired tabby shows up really well on grey concrete in the daylight even if the light was dim from the overcast of prerain clouds covering the entire sky. I went over to him and he tried to hunker down further but decided to try to run past me but I got him on first pass. Now he doesn't like being held and will wait to use the first opportunity to escape. Opened the door to go back in and at this first opportunity he tried to get away but failed so wait for a second opportunity. I stepped over to the carrier opened it and shoved him in despite him having grown several new limbs and super cat speed and power, or so it seemed. Smudge was upset briefly with him as his body going in had prevented her escape attempt. I put the carrier in the proper position and got ready to leave the apartment to the accompaniement of plaintive pleas (meows) coming from the prisoners er patients. After a talk with my next door neighbour who somehow hadn't realized that I had a cat, I got the much heavier than usual carrier into the elevator and went down. When I reached the street, there was a pigeon convention or party as it appeared someone had left a couple of dozen stale kaisers. I put the carrier down for a bit for the cats to enjoy the sight but only Smudge came forward and only half heartedly to watch. Things from here went quietly from here and after a while I reached the vets office via Toronto Transit buses - the King St trolley line had a problem somewhere and buses were running there as well. The vet had a new set of kittens for adoption (they take in unwanted kittens from customers and keep them to a proper age for adoptiona and also get some kittens from rescue groups I believe). I had to tell myself over and over, 1 human and 2 cats in a small apartment is as crowded as it can get, fortunately that was enough this time. Kitten fever can be a very tough disease to avoid giving in to - especially as they always look so cute. Smudge was weighed and at 6.34 Kg we had to discuss a feeding strategy that I could use with the cats and their very different preferred eating habits. She should weigh in with her frame between 4.5 and 5 Kg. ( 1 Kg =2.2 lb.). She was given her shot which she clearly didn't like and was allowed to roam the office while Peepers was examined as she clearly didn't want to go back into the carrier. She found a wooden chair to sit behind with a view out onto the street through a low window. Peepers weighed in at 5.82 Kg and while ever so slightly over his right weight for his frame his weight was ok Sort of glad to see him finally at weight as he has always come in underweight in prior years. Despite needing treatment in May he seems to be doing well overall. They are starting to show signs that they may need dental cleaning next year though. The vet suggested a chewable treat that handles tartar enzymatically, I will need to check out the price as both cats reacted as if they would like the sample that I got. Check up done and now to get cats back into the carrier. Peepers was glad to go back in but Smudge hissed at me good and hard when I went to get her but while she fought against going back into the carrier, it felt more for show than her full fight mode. When we got back, I put the carrier back where it usually is, put a towel on it, opened the balcony doors, put my coat away, and went back to let the now anxious cats out and see what kind of reaction I was going to see. Smudge, hisses at Peepers and come out slowly with Peepers just behind. Peepers gets hissed at again. Smudge has decided that Peepers is going to take a hit again for her going to the vet. It is not nearly as vehement as usual, although it may be because she is the only one who actually had anything more than just being weighed and poked and otherwise kneaded. Smudge decided that her human needed punishing and so went into hiding for an hour before coming out and insisting on the same treatment that Peepers was getting (some play and petting). She didn't really want to play though - petting was enough. Check out the Peepers imposter again and hiss at him again. This is a mild hissyfit though and I suspect that she may be over it by the end of the day rather than take a couple of days to do so. Vet visits are so restful after they are over. Must start getting ready for next year. Larry Osborne That was lots of fun! What is the name of the dental treat? MLB |
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"Steve Touchstone" wrote in message ... On Sat, 25 Oct 2003 15:10:39 -0400, "Larry Osborne" wrote: My pair of cats, Smudge ( captain or her royal highness ) and Peepers ( recreation officer or humble serf ) both of whom reached their 5th year this August went to the vet today for their annual checkup. Smudge was also going in for a shot but Peepers didn't need one. ( Peepers had reacted badly with his initial shots as a kitten and needed emergency treatment to recover so it took a few years for me to get back to getting him immunized.). The day started pretty normally and stayed that way until it was time to get them into the carrier to go to the vet. I closed the door to the bedroom to close off all of the best hiding spots. Peepers was out on the balcony so I closed the door to keep him out there where I knew where he was. Now was cat catching time. Rip off the towel off the carrier and open the carrier and go for target one, Smudge. Smudge knew something was seriously wrong when the bedroom door was closed and when the balcony door was closed and the carrier monster uncovered and open she knew exactly what was wrong. Off the flies to the hiding room, OOPS the door is closed and the lumbering human is in sight and reaching. She feints to one side and zips through on the other with her human hardly able to touch let alone grasp her. Dart back into the living room, her human is still coming and, oh no, can't hide behind the furniture, he just overturns it. After a couple of feints, she weaves past her pursuing human and goes back to the bedroom. OOPS, forgot it was closed, Human too close, oh no caught (or thoughts very like that ) must fight for my freedom. I struggled and got over to the carrier with her and with great difficuly and a cat who seemed to have grown extra strengh and limbs managed to get her in and the door closed. I turned the carrier on end so that the door was on top and moved toward the balcony door for cat 2, Peepers. Peepers, who had been at the balcony door, and seen the chase and and his sister fed to the carrier monster had backed away from the door but stay on his rear legs so that he could see in. When I moved to the balcony door he moved most of the way towards one end of the balcony and tried to melt into the concrete. I guess hoping he wouldn't be seen, but a black and tan long haired tabby shows up really well on grey concrete in the daylight even if the light was dim from the overcast of prerain clouds covering the entire sky. I went over to him and he tried to hunker down further but decided to try to run past me but I got him on first pass. Now he doesn't like being held and will wait to use the first opportunity to escape. Opened the door to go back in and at this first opportunity he tried to get away but failed so wait for a second opportunity. I stepped over to the carrier opened it and shoved him in despite him having grown several new limbs and super cat speed and power, or so it seemed. Smudge was upset briefly with him as his body going in had prevented her escape attempt. I put the carrier in the proper position and got ready to leave the apartment to the accompaniement of plaintive pleas (meows) coming from the prisoners er patients. After a talk with my next door neighbour who somehow hadn't realized that I had a cat, I got the much heavier than usual carrier into the elevator and went down. When I reached the street, there was a pigeon convention or party as it appeared someone had left a couple of dozen stale kaisers. I put the carrier down for a bit for the cats to enjoy the sight but only Smudge came forward and only half heartedly to watch. Things from here went quietly from here and after a while I reached the vets office via Toronto Transit buses - the King St trolley line had a problem somewhere and buses were running there as well. The vet had a new set of kittens for adoption (they take in unwanted kittens from customers and keep them to a proper age for adoptiona and also get some kittens from rescue groups I believe). I had to tell myself over and over, 1 human and 2 cats in a small apartment is as crowded as it can get, fortunately that was enough this time. Kitten fever can be a very tough disease to avoid giving in to - especially as they always look so cute. Smudge was weighed and at 6.34 Kg we had to discuss a feeding strategy that I could use with the cats and their very different preferred eating habits. She should weigh in with her frame between 4.5 and 5 Kg. ( 1 Kg =2.2 lb.). She was given her shot which she clearly didn't like and was allowed to roam the office while Peepers was examined as she clearly didn't want to go back into the carrier. She found a wooden chair to sit behind with a view out onto the street through a low window. Peepers weighed in at 5.82 Kg and while ever so slightly over his right weight for his frame his weight was ok Sort of glad to see him finally at weight as he has always come in underweight in prior years. Despite needing treatment in May he seems to be doing well overall. They are starting to show signs that they may need dental cleaning next year though. The vet suggested a chewable treat that handles tartar enzymatically, I will need to check out the price as both cats reacted as if they would like the sample that I got. Check up done and now to get cats back into the carrier. Peepers was glad to go back in but Smudge hissed at me good and hard when I went to get her but while she fought against going back into the carrier, it felt more for show than her full fight mode. When we got back, I put the carrier back where it usually is, put a towel on it, opened the balcony doors, put my coat away, and went back to let the now anxious cats out and see what kind of reaction I was going to see. Smudge, hisses at Peepers and come out slowly with Peepers just behind. Peepers gets hissed at again. Smudge has decided that Peepers is going to take a hit again for her going to the vet. It is not nearly as vehement as usual, although it may be because she is the only one who actually had anything more than just being weighed and poked and otherwise kneaded. Smudge decided that her human needed punishing and so went into hiding for an hour before coming out and insisting on the same treatment that Peepers was getting (some play and petting). She didn't really want to play though - petting was enough. Check out the Peepers imposter again and hiss at him again. This is a mild hissyfit though and I suspect that she may be over it by the end of the day rather than take a couple of days to do so. Vet visits are so restful after they are over. Must start getting ready for next year. Larry Osborne sounds like a pretty uneventful TED. Glad things went well, even if Smudge may be in for a little change in diet. Little Bit is right on the edge of being put on a diet. She should weigh a couple tenths of a pound less, but she did lose a tenth from last year so I'm not doing anything about it for now. I used to always carry the two girls in the same carrier, but bought a second carrier this year. I figured it would work well, since they can then be weighed inside the carrier, but the girls hate the idea judging from their cries. When they're in the same carrier they're pretty quiet, but separated they call back and forth, no doubt wondering what sort of horrible things are happening. I actually had someone roll down their window and call to ask if the cats were all right when stopped at an intersection. LOL -- Steve Touchstone, faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky remove Junk for email As these things go it was a pretty uneventful trip. The fun or irritation was in getting them into the carrier and the hissing by Smudge at poor Peepers. She does appear to have quit though. I gues she can't keep up a 3 day hissyfit when Peepers really doesn't have any special medical scent on him. Larry Osborne |
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Steve Touchstone wrote:
I used to always carry the two girls in the same carrier, but bought a second carrier this year. I figured it would work well, since they can then be weighed inside the carrier, but the girls hate the idea judging from their cries. When they're in the same carrier they're pretty quiet, but separated they call back and forth, no doubt wondering what sort of horrible things are happening. Yeah, I always carry Roxy and Smudge in the same carrier, if they're going to TED together. I have a large carrier that will fit both of them easily. They are definitely quieter when they're together, and I assume it's because it's comforting for them to have each other. I actually had someone roll down their window and call to ask if the cats were all right when stopped at an intersection. LOL That must have been embarrassing! Joyce |
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"m. L. Briggs" wrote in message ... On Sat, 25 Oct 2003 15:10:39 -0400, "Larry Osborne" wrote: My pair of cats, Smudge ( captain or her royal highness ) and Peepers ( recreation officer or humble serf ) both of whom reached their 5th year this August went to the vet today for their annual checkup. Smudge was also going in for a shot but Peepers didn't need one. ( Peepers had reacted badly with his initial shots as a kitten and needed emergency treatment to recover so it took a few years for me to get back to getting him immunized.). The day started pretty normally and stayed that way until it was time to get them into the carrier to go to the vet. I closed the door to the bedroom to close off all of the best hiding spots. Peepers was out on the balcony so I closed the door to keep him out there where I knew where he was. Now was cat catching time. Rip off the towel off the carrier and open the carrier and go for target one, Smudge. Smudge knew something was seriously wrong when the bedroom door was closed and when the balcony door was closed and the carrier monster uncovered and open she knew exactly what was wrong. Off the flies to the hiding room, OOPS the door is closed and the lumbering human is in sight and reaching. She feints to one side and zips through on the other with her human hardly able to touch let alone grasp her. Dart back into the living room, her human is still coming and, oh no, can't hide behind the furniture, he just overturns it. After a couple of feints, she weaves past her pursuing human and goes back to the bedroom. OOPS, forgot it was closed, Human too close, oh no caught (or thoughts very like that ) must fight for my freedom. I struggled and got over to the carrier with her and with great difficuly and a cat who seemed to have grown extra strengh and limbs managed to get her in and the door closed. I turned the carrier on end so that the door was on top and moved toward the balcony door for cat 2, Peepers. Peepers, who had been at the balcony door, and seen the chase and and his sister fed to the carrier monster had backed away from the door but stay on his rear legs so that he could see in. When I moved to the balcony door he moved most of the way towards one end of the balcony and tried to melt into the concrete. I guess hoping he wouldn't be seen, but a black and tan long haired tabby shows up really well on grey concrete in the daylight even if the light was dim from the overcast of prerain clouds covering the entire sky. I went over to him and he tried to hunker down further but decided to try to run past me but I got him on first pass. Now he doesn't like being held and will wait to use the first opportunity to escape. Opened the door to go back in and at this first opportunity he tried to get away but failed so wait for a second opportunity. I stepped over to the carrier opened it and shoved him in despite him having grown several new limbs and super cat speed and power, or so it seemed. Smudge was upset briefly with him as his body going in had prevented her escape attempt. I put the carrier in the proper position and got ready to leave the apartment to the accompaniement of plaintive pleas (meows) coming from the prisoners er patients. After a talk with my next door neighbour who somehow hadn't realized that I had a cat, I got the much heavier than usual carrier into the elevator and went down. When I reached the street, there was a pigeon convention or party as it appeared someone had left a couple of dozen stale kaisers. I put the carrier down for a bit for the cats to enjoy the sight but only Smudge came forward and only half heartedly to watch. Things from here went quietly from here and after a while I reached the vets office via Toronto Transit buses - the King St trolley line had a problem somewhere and buses were running there as well. The vet had a new set of kittens for adoption (they take in unwanted kittens from customers and keep them to a proper age for adoptiona and also get some kittens from rescue groups I believe). I had to tell myself over and over, 1 human and 2 cats in a small apartment is as crowded as it can get, fortunately that was enough this time. Kitten fever can be a very tough disease to avoid giving in to - especially as they always look so cute. Smudge was weighed and at 6.34 Kg we had to discuss a feeding strategy that I could use with the cats and their very different preferred eating habits. She should weigh in with her frame between 4.5 and 5 Kg. ( 1 Kg =2.2 lb.). She was given her shot which she clearly didn't like and was allowed to roam the office while Peepers was examined as she clearly didn't want to go back into the carrier. She found a wooden chair to sit behind with a view out onto the street through a low window. Peepers weighed in at 5.82 Kg and while ever so slightly over his right weight for his frame his weight was ok Sort of glad to see him finally at weight as he has always come in underweight in prior years. Despite needing treatment in May he seems to be doing well overall. They are starting to show signs that they may need dental cleaning next year though. The vet suggested a chewable treat that handles tartar enzymatically, I will need to check out the price as both cats reacted as if they would like the sample that I got. Check up done and now to get cats back into the carrier. Peepers was glad to go back in but Smudge hissed at me good and hard when I went to get her but while she fought against going back into the carrier, it felt more for show than her full fight mode. When we got back, I put the carrier back where it usually is, put a towel on it, opened the balcony doors, put my coat away, and went back to let the now anxious cats out and see what kind of reaction I was going to see. Smudge, hisses at Peepers and come out slowly with Peepers just behind. Peepers gets hissed at again. Smudge has decided that Peepers is going to take a hit again for her going to the vet. It is not nearly as vehement as usual, although it may be because she is the only one who actually had anything more than just being weighed and poked and otherwise kneaded. Smudge decided that her human needed punishing and so went into hiding for an hour before coming out and insisting on the same treatment that Peepers was getting (some play and petting). She didn't really want to play though - petting was enough. Check out the Peepers imposter again and hiss at him again. This is a mild hissyfit though and I suspect that she may be over it by the end of the day rather than take a couple of days to do so. Vet visits are so restful after they are over. Must start getting ready for next year. Larry Osborne That was lots of fun! What is the name of the dental treat? MLB I was supposed to check on the price on my way out but rushed out instead. I just can't remember the name. It looks like a rolled yellowish log about an inch long (2.5 cm). I am sorry about that. I will call back to them on Monday and if no one has figured out the name of these treats by then I will post it. See if I can find a web site too as they are likely to be cheaper on them than at the vets. They are rather large as treats go but I think the size is to force a lot of chewing as well as releasing the enzyme. Larry Osborne. |
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"Larry Osborne" wrote snip hilarious recount Vet visits are so restful after they are over. Must start getting ready for next year. Larry, you have described exactly what it is like to take two cats in the same carrier to the vet's. My only addition is that Frank always gives a rendering of his hit single "Look at How My Hoomin Tortures Me" on the bus, and when they are allowed back in their carrier at the vet's, they both slink back in like it's their favourite place on Earth. -- Marina, Frank and Nikki marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi |
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"Larry Osborne" wrote I was supposed to check on the price on my way out but rushed out instead. I just can't remember the name. It looks like a rolled yellowish log about an inch long (2.5 cm). I am sorry about that. I will call back to them on Monday and if no one has figured out the name of these treats by then I will post it. See if I can find a web site too as they are likely to be cheaper on them than at the vets. They are rather large as treats go but I think the size is to force a lot of chewing as well as releasing the enzyme. I think this is the same stuff I've had. They were called Kau strips here. The problem is, I can't find them anywhere now. There are only the Kau strips for large d*gs, and those are too big and tough (the strips, not the d*gs) for cats to chew (made from dried cow's hide, I think). -- Marina, Frank and Nikki marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi |
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Sounds like you got your exercise today, Larry! Sending recovery purrs for
all of you! Christine "Larry Osborne" wrote in message ... My pair of cats, Smudge ( captain or her royal highness ) and Peepers ( recreation officer or humble serf ) both of whom reached their 5th year this August went to the vet today for their annual checkup. Smudge was also going in for a shot but Peepers didn't need one. ( Peepers had reacted badly with his initial shots as a kitten and needed emergency treatment to recover so it took a few years for me to get back to getting him immunized.). The day started pretty normally and stayed that way until it was time to get them into the carrier to go to the vet. I closed the door to the bedroom to close off all of the best hiding spots. Peepers was out on the balcony so I closed the door to keep him out there where I knew where he was. Now was cat catching time. Rip off the towel off the carrier and open the carrier and go for target one, Smudge. Smudge knew something was seriously wrong when the bedroom door was closed and when the balcony door was closed and the carrier monster uncovered and open she knew exactly what was wrong. Off the flies to the hiding room, OOPS the door is closed and the lumbering human is in sight and reaching. She feints to one side and zips through on the other with her human hardly able to touch let alone grasp her. Dart back into the living room, her human is still coming and, oh no, can't hide behind the furniture, he just overturns it. After a couple of feints, she weaves past her pursuing human and goes back to the bedroom. OOPS, forgot it was closed, Human too close, oh no caught (or thoughts very like that ) must fight for my freedom. I struggled and got over to the carrier with her and with great difficuly and a cat who seemed to have grown extra strengh and limbs managed to get her in and the door closed. I turned the carrier on end so that the door was on top and moved toward the balcony door for cat 2, Peepers. Peepers, who had been at the balcony door, and seen the chase and and his sister fed to the carrier monster had backed away from the door but stay on his rear legs so that he could see in. When I moved to the balcony door he moved most of the way towards one end of the balcony and tried to melt into the concrete. I guess hoping he wouldn't be seen, but a black and tan long haired tabby shows up really well on grey concrete in the daylight even if the light was dim from the overcast of prerain clouds covering the entire sky. I went over to him and he tried to hunker down further but decided to try to run past me but I got him on first pass. Now he doesn't like being held and will wait to use the first opportunity to escape. Opened the door to go back in and at this first opportunity he tried to get away but failed so wait for a second opportunity. I stepped over to the carrier opened it and shoved him in despite him having grown several new limbs and super cat speed and power, or so it seemed. Smudge was upset briefly with him as his body going in had prevented her escape attempt. I put the carrier in the proper position and got ready to leave the apartment to the accompaniement of plaintive pleas (meows) coming from the prisoners er patients. After a talk with my next door neighbour who somehow hadn't realized that I had a cat, I got the much heavier than usual carrier into the elevator and went down. When I reached the street, there was a pigeon convention or party as it appeared someone had left a couple of dozen stale kaisers. I put the carrier down for a bit for the cats to enjoy the sight but only Smudge came forward and only half heartedly to watch. Things from here went quietly from here and after a while I reached the vets office via Toronto Transit buses - the King St trolley line had a problem somewhere and buses were running there as well. The vet had a new set of kittens for adoption (they take in unwanted kittens from customers and keep them to a proper age for adoptiona and also get some kittens from rescue groups I believe). I had to tell myself over and over, 1 human and 2 cats in a small apartment is as crowded as it can get, fortunately that was enough this time. Kitten fever can be a very tough disease to avoid giving in to - especially as they always look so cute. Smudge was weighed and at 6.34 Kg we had to discuss a feeding strategy that I could use with the cats and their very different preferred eating habits. She should weigh in with her frame between 4.5 and 5 Kg. ( 1 Kg =2.2 lb.). She was given her shot which she clearly didn't like and was allowed to roam the office while Peepers was examined as she clearly didn't want to go back into the carrier. She found a wooden chair to sit behind with a view out onto the street through a low window. Peepers weighed in at 5.82 Kg and while ever so slightly over his right weight for his frame his weight was ok Sort of glad to see him finally at weight as he has always come in underweight in prior years. Despite needing treatment in May he seems to be doing well overall. They are starting to show signs that they may need dental cleaning next year though. The vet suggested a chewable treat that handles tartar enzymatically, I will need to check out the price as both cats reacted as if they would like the sample that I got. Check up done and now to get cats back into the carrier. Peepers was glad to go back in but Smudge hissed at me good and hard when I went to get her but while she fought against going back into the carrier, it felt more for show than her full fight mode. When we got back, I put the carrier back where it usually is, put a towel on it, opened the balcony doors, put my coat away, and went back to let the now anxious cats out and see what kind of reaction I was going to see. Smudge, hisses at Peepers and come out slowly with Peepers just behind. Peepers gets hissed at again. Smudge has decided that Peepers is going to take a hit again for her going to the vet. It is not nearly as vehement as usual, although it may be because she is the only one who actually had anything more than just being weighed and poked and otherwise kneaded. Smudge decided that her human needed punishing and so went into hiding for an hour before coming out and insisting on the same treatment that Peepers was getting (some play and petting). She didn't really want to play though - petting was enough. Check out the Peepers imposter again and hiss at him again. This is a mild hissyfit though and I suspect that she may be over it by the end of the day rather than take a couple of days to do so. Vet visits are so restful after they are over. Must start getting ready for next year. Larry Osborne |
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