KFC latest news: The Groom-a-thon :-) this might be long..

Hi, folks

In the last thread I started about Kitty FC's amazing progress from being a
no-hoper with RB fast approaching to a diva who had gained a lot of weight
and insisted on roast chicken, I mentioned how her fur had got into a bad
state, partly because she stopped self-grooming some time ago, partly
because I was unable to help her with it for three months due to my own
injuries but mainly because even before that she just *would not allow it*
or at least not often enough to keep her up to scratch (pardon the
unintentional pun.)
So we needed to get the cavalry in, in the form of my friend June. I said
she would be up for it, didn't I, and she certainly was!
So June came yesterday to visit KFC, who knows her very well. They spent 10
minutes admiring each other, KFC being ecstatic at seeing Auntie June again,
purring up a storm and rubbing herself all over her and Auntie June talking
to her in a silly voice (which KFC loves) saying "you aren't going to say
this to me in a hour or two, little girlie.."
The hoomins felt the need for a cup of tea then. Most Brits will know what
I mean. We discussed our strategy over our tea. Poor KFC had no idea what
was coming.
June had come equipped with battery-operated clippers, hairdressing scissors
etc in case it was necessary. I said I would prefer us to try teasing out
her horribly felted undercoat if possible and groom it out.
I got a towel to put over her head, but June had a better idea. She twisted
the towel and put it round her neck and took in her front feet with it too.
OMG, did poor Kitty swear when I got to work on her, teasing out all this
stuff! What a potty-mouth ;-) but no pain no gain. I jumped away every
time she growled and swore. Auntie June said to KFC "your mummy is nervous"
and I said "so would you be, if you'd been trying to do it on your own!" She
agreed.
Thanks to June's skill at handling difficult animals (and I was able to get
the matts away from her tummy too) I had a snowballs chance at that - KFC
is far more comfortable now. There is a little bit more to do (not much and
we have agreed June will come back in ten days so we can do that)
We didn't get the bath done, obviously. It took one and three-quarter hours
to get what seemed enough felted stuff out to make at least one more cat and
we decided we'd all had enough. That's for next time.
Both hoomins got slightly injured during the process. KFC sank one footful
of front claws into June's hand before we got the towel idea going properly.
Fortunately she merely removed Kitty's foot from her hand very carefully
without flinching or trying to pull it away so just puncture marks. I got
kicked by the back feet when I was removing the awful mats from her tummy.

But yay! She looks pretty again. I think she knows it. Sing I look
pretty, I look pretty

I'm so pleased. June was the only person amongst my friends who would have
been capable of this, and I've had to hold off asking as her husband had a
heart by-pass op earlier this year. "Will you help me groom my very old
cat?" didn't seem appropriate at that time.

Tweed

Christina Websell wrote:
Hi, folks

In the last thread I started about Kitty FC's amazing progress from
being a no-hoper with RB fast approaching to a diva who had gained a
lot of weight and insisted on roast chicken, I mentioned how her fur
had got into a bad state, partly because she stopped self-grooming
some time ago, partly because I was unable to help her with it for
three months due to my own injuries but mainly because even before
that she just *would not allow it* or at least not often enough to
keep her up to scratch (pardon the unintentional pun.)
So we needed to get the cavalry in, in the form of my friend June. I
said she would be up for it, didn't I, and she certainly was!
So June came yesterday to visit KFC, who knows her very well. They
spent 10 minutes admiring each other, KFC being ecstatic at seeing
Auntie June again, purring up a storm and rubbing herself all over
her and Auntie June talking to her in a silly voice (which KFC loves)
saying "you aren't going to say this to me in a hour or two, little
girlie.." The hoomins felt the need for a cup of tea then. Most Brits
will
know what I mean. We discussed our strategy over our tea. Poor KFC
had no idea what was coming.
June had come equipped with battery-operated clippers, hairdressing
scissors etc in case it was necessary. I said I would prefer us to
try teasing out her horribly felted undercoat if possible and groom
it out. I got a towel to put over her head, but June had a better idea.
She
twisted the towel and put it round her neck and took in her front
feet with it too. OMG, did poor Kitty swear when I got to work on
her, teasing out all this stuff! What a potty-mouth ;-) but no pain
no gain. I jumped away every time she growled and swore. Auntie
June said to KFC "your mummy is nervous" and I said "so would you be,
if you'd been trying to do it on your own!" She agreed.
Thanks to June's skill at handling difficult animals (and I was able
to get the matts away from her tummy too) I had a snowballs chance at
that - KFC is far more comfortable now. There is a little bit more
to do (not much and we have agreed June will come back in ten days so
we can do that) We didn't get the bath done, obviously. It took one and
three-quarter
hours to get what seemed enough felted stuff out to make at least one
more cat and we decided we'd all had enough. That's for next time.
Both hoomins got slightly injured during the process. KFC sank one
footful of front claws into June's hand before we got the towel idea
going properly. Fortunately she merely removed Kitty's foot from her
hand very carefully without flinching or trying to pull it away so
just puncture marks. I got kicked by the back feet when I was
removing the awful mats from her tummy.
But yay! She looks pretty again. I think she knows it. Sing I look
pretty, I look pretty

I'm so pleased. June was the only person amongst my friends who
would have been capable of this, and I've had to hold off asking as
her husband had a heart by-pass op earlier this year. "Will you
help me groom my very old cat?" didn't seem appropriate at that time.

Tweed

I'm so glad to hear that you and June were mostly succesful, I'm sure KFC
will be feeling so much better now. I wonder if she's plotting revenge.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy, Bagheera & Shadow)
Cats leave pawprints on your heart
http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk

"Adrian" wrote in message
om...


I'm so glad to hear that you and June were mostly succesful, I'm sure KFC
will be feeling so much better now. I wonder if she's plotting revenge.


We'll have to see, but probably not. She did really hate it at the time
,was up for killing us both, but meowmie and Auntie June know best and she
is much more comfortable now - those mats must have been pulling on her
skin.
Next time, just a few to go, and a bath. Yes, she will hate it. I don't
think cats need a bath normally, but KFC might get one for the first time
because she is plus 20, stopped caring for herself and is very greasy.
Watch this space to see if it's possible to ever give KittyFC a bath.
Of course it is. We need June again.

On Aug 10, 10:52*am, "Christina Websell"
wrote:

Watch this space to see if it's possible to ever give KittyFC a bath.


Anyone want to open a book on the damage she;ll cause? That is one
feisty ole lady you;re proposing to bath!

I assume the time gap is for your order of iron gauntlets to be
delivered?

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs

"Lesley" wrote in message
...
On Aug 10, 10:52 am, "Christina Websell"
wrote:

Watch this space to see if it's possible to ever give KittyFC a bath.


Anyone want to open a book on the damage she;ll cause? That is one
feisty ole lady you;re proposing to bath!

I assume the time gap is for your order of iron gauntlets to be
delivered?
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Not exactly. Poor girl gave up fighting after an hour and a quarter of her
groom-a-thon and allowed the rest to be done. This is not her.
She needs to have a while to recover so she can fight us again over the rest
of it, and her (maybe) bath.
The girl is feisty and has always been, would not be alive now if she
wasn't. I don't want to overpower her again unless I really have to.
I hope we can come to some arrangement over that small amount of grooming
left . I didn't think cats ever needed a bath, but she does. 20 odd years
of greasy coat and scurf.
When June comes again in ten days or so...
we will both die if we try it. LOL.

"Christina Websell" wrote in
message ...

"Lesley" wrote in message
...
On Aug 10, 10:52 am, "Christina Websell"
wrote:

Watch this space to see if it's possible to ever give KittyFC a
bath.


Anyone want to open a book on the damage she;ll cause? That is one
feisty ole lady you;re proposing to bath!

I assume the time gap is for your order of iron gauntlets to be
delivered?
--------------
Not exactly. Poor girl gave up fighting after an hour and a quarter
of her groom-a-thon and allowed the rest to be done. This is not
her.
She needs to have a while to recover so she can fight us again over
the rest of it, and her (maybe) bath.
The girl is feisty and has always been, would not be alive now if
she wasn't. I don't want to overpower her again unless I really
have to.
I hope we can come to some arrangement over that small amount of
grooming left . I didn't think cats ever needed a bath, but she
does. 20 odd years of greasy coat and scurf.
When June comes again in ten days or so...
we will both die if we try it. LOL.

A reminder, it is even more important with a cat than with a dog to
get the proper shampoo. If nothing else, it rinses out easier than
human shampoo.

I always use kitten shampoo it I have to do the evil deed.

Have to admit I haven't given Jake a bath in quite some time, and I've
never tried to bathe Molly. As long as I don't try I can presume it
can be done.

She did have a bath at the cat spa the last time she was boarded, and
looked so pretty with her whites really white.

Jo

Christina Websell wrote:
Hi, folks

In the last thread I started about Kitty FC's amazing progress from
being a no-hoper with RB fast approaching to a diva who had gained a
lot of weight and insisted on roast chicken, I mentioned how her fur
had got into a bad state, partly because she stopped self-grooming
some time ago, partly because I was unable to help her with it for
three months due to my own injuries but mainly because even before
that she just *would not allow it* or at least not often enough to
keep her up to scratch (pardon the unintentional pun.)
So we needed to get the cavalry in, in the form of my friend June.
snip
But yay! She looks pretty again. I think she knows it. Sing I look
pretty, I look pretty

I'm so pleased. June was the only person amongst my friends who
would have been capable of this, and I've had to hold off asking as
her husband had a heart by-pass op earlier this year. "Will you
help me groom my very old cat?" didn't seem appropriate at that time.

Tweed


Adrian wrote:
I'm so glad to hear that you and June were mostly succesful, I'm sure KFC
will be feeling so much better now. I wonder if she's plotting revenge.


I'm so glad you were able to make KFC feel much more comfortable.
Lots of purrs and hugs,
Polonca and Soncek

On Aug 10, 9:08*am, "Christina Websell"
wrote:

But yay! *She looks pretty again. *I think she knows it. *Sing I look
pretty, I look pretty



There are many brave athletes over in China at the moment- people
prepared to run marathons etc- people prepared to push themselves to
their limits...

And everyone of them would probably sooner do that than try and groom
the feisty KFC!

You and June should be on a podium getting gold medals!

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs

"Christina Websell" wrote in
message ...
Hi, folks

In the last thread I started about Kitty FC's amazing progress from
being a no-hoper with RB fast approaching to a diva who had gained a
lot of weight and insisted on roast chicken, I mentioned how her fur
had got into a bad state, partly because she stopped self-grooming
some time ago, partly because I was unable to help her with it for
three months due to my own injuries but mainly because even before
that she just *would not allow it* or at least not often enough to
keep her up to scratch (pardon the unintentional pun.)
So we needed to get the cavalry in, in the form of my friend June.
I said she would be up for it, didn't I, and she certainly was!
So June came yesterday to visit KFC, who knows her very well. They
spent 10 minutes admiring each other, KFC being ecstatic at seeing
Auntie June again, purring up a storm and rubbing herself all over
her and Auntie June talking to her in a silly voice (which KFC
loves) saying "you aren't going to say this to me in a hour or two,
little girlie.."
The hoomins felt the need for a cup of tea then. Most Brits will
know what I mean. We discussed our strategy over our tea. Poor KFC
had no idea what was coming.
June had come equipped with battery-operated clippers, hairdressing
scissors etc in case it was necessary. I said I would prefer us to
try teasing out her horribly felted undercoat if possible and groom
it out.
I got a towel to put over her head, but June had a better idea. She
twisted the towel and put it round her neck and took in her front
feet with it too.
OMG, did poor Kitty swear when I got to work on her, teasing out all
this stuff! What a potty-mouth ;-) but no pain no gain. I jumped
away every time she growled and swore. Auntie June said to KFC
"your mummy is nervous" and I said "so would you be, if you'd been
trying to do it on your own!" She agreed.
Thanks to June's skill at handling difficult animals (and I was able
to get the matts away from her tummy too) I had a snowballs chance
at that - KFC is far more comfortable now. There is a little bit
more to do (not much and we have agreed June will come back in ten
days so we can do that)
We didn't get the bath done, obviously. It took one and
three-quarter hours to get what seemed enough felted stuff out to
make at least one more cat and we decided we'd all had enough.
That's for next time.
Both hoomins got slightly injured during the process. KFC sank one
footful of front claws into June's hand before we got the towel idea
going properly. Fortunately she merely removed Kitty's foot from her
hand very carefully without flinching or trying to pull it away so
just puncture marks. I got kicked by the back feet when I was
removing the awful mats from her tummy.

But yay! She looks pretty again. I think she knows it. Sing I
look pretty, I look pretty

I'm so pleased. June was the only person amongst my friends who
would have been capable of this, and I've had to hold off asking as
her husband had a heart by-pass op earlier this year. "Will you
help me groom my very old cat?" didn't seem appropriate at that
time.


So glad she was able to get groomed a bit.

It used to kind of get me, Sam was always pleased as punch with
himself once I'd managed to bathe and groom him. No matter what
horrible things he had thought about me in the process.

Jo

Christina Websell wrote:
Hi, folks

In the last thread I started about Kitty FC's amazing progress from
being a no-hoper with RB fast approaching to a diva who had gained a
lot of weight and insisted on roast chicken, I mentioned how her fur
had got into a bad state, partly because she stopped self-grooming
some time ago, partly because I was unable to help her with it for
three months due to my own injuries but mainly because even before
that she just *would not allow it* or at least not often enough to
keep her up to scratch (pardon the unintentional pun.)
So we needed to get the cavalry in, in the form of my friend June. I
said she would be up for it, didn't I, and she certainly was!
So June came yesterday to visit KFC, who knows her very well. They
spent 10 minutes admiring each other, KFC being ecstatic at seeing
Auntie June again, purring up a storm and rubbing herself all over
her and Auntie June talking to her in a silly voice (which KFC loves)
saying "you aren't going to say this to me in a hour or two, little
girlie.." The hoomins felt the need for a cup of tea then. Most Brits
will
know what I mean. We discussed our strategy over our tea. Poor KFC
had no idea what was coming.
June had come equipped with battery-operated clippers, hairdressing
scissors etc in case it was necessary. I said I would prefer us to
try teasing out her horribly felted undercoat if possible and groom
it out. I got a towel to put over her head, but June had a better idea.
She
twisted the towel and put it round her neck and took in her front
feet with it too. OMG, did poor Kitty swear when I got to work on
her, teasing out all this stuff! What a potty-mouth ;-) but no pain
no gain. I jumped away every time she growled and swore. Auntie
June said to KFC "your mummy is nervous" and I said "so would you be,
if you'd been trying to do it on your own!" She agreed.
Thanks to June's skill at handling difficult animals (and I was able
to get the matts away from her tummy too) I had a snowballs chance at
that - KFC is far more comfortable now. There is a little bit more
to do (not much and we have agreed June will come back in ten days so
we can do that) We didn't get the bath done, obviously. It took one and
three-quarter
hours to get what seemed enough felted stuff out to make at least one
more cat and we decided we'd all had enough. That's for next time.
Both hoomins got slightly injured during the process. KFC sank one
footful of front claws into June's hand before we got the towel idea
going properly. Fortunately she merely removed Kitty's foot from her
hand very carefully without flinching or trying to pull it away so
just puncture marks. I got kicked by the back feet when I was
removing the awful mats from her tummy.
But yay! She looks pretty again. I think she knows it. Sing I look
pretty, I look pretty

I'm so pleased. June was the only person amongst my friends who
would have been capable of this, and I've had to hold off asking as
her husband had a heart by-pass op earlier this year. "Will you
help me groom my very old cat?" didn't seem appropriate at that time.

Tweed

May I be allowed to LOL? (I'm still grinning, I'm still grinning. Singing
ALONG.) Great story, Tweed. I can just picture the entire experience.

kili