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I Frantically searched for Dot
Dot disappeared on me today. When I got home from work, Buster and Spicey
greeted me, but Dot was nowhere in sight. This is not too unusual - she's 16 years old and naps a lot. But most evenings, I see her in the window when I come home, since she watches for me, since she's deaf and can't hear the car. So I went to look for Dot in the bedroom, where she usually sleeps on my the bed on my pillow (or maybe it's "our" pillow). But she wasn't there. So I looked in a couple of secondary napping spots, but no Dot. I looked to see if she'd hidden under the sofas, which she hasn't done in years. But no Dot. I frantically looked for her behind appliances, in closets, and various other places she couldn't possibly be. I called desperately for her, "Dot! Dot! Dorothy!", even though I knew she wouldn't be able to hear me. It occurred to me that maybe my oldest cat had a heart attack or something and died somewhere. In the meantime, Buster and Spicey followed me curiously. "Come on guys, you were home all day; where's Dot??" But Buster just looked puzzled. Spicey looked at me like I was a moron. Finally, I remembered that I left a dresser drawer open longer than usual this morning. Long enough that I checked it for naughty kitties (like Buster) before I closed it. I opened that drawer. And found nothing. But by this time, I was checking everywhere anyway. So I opened the next drawer, which I almost never use. And there she was! She gave me a little "Eck!" like she does after a nap, and started licking me enthusiastically as I picked her up. She must have gotten in there from *underneath* the drawer I had open! Dot had ended up trapped in there for 10 hours. But on the other hand, her regular daytime nap is about 9 hours, so maybe from her perspective, she was only in there for an hour longer than she'd have liked. |
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I Frantically searched for Dot
On 3/24/2016 9:57 PM, Takayuki wrote:
Finally, I remembered that I left a dresser drawer open longer than usual this morning. Long enough that I checked it for naughty kitties (like Buster) before I closed it. I opened that drawer. And found nothing. But by this time, I was checking everywhere anyway. So I opened the next drawer, which I almost never use. And there she was! She gave me a little "Eck!" like she does after a nap, and started licking me enthusiastically as I picked her up. She must have gotten in there from *underneath* the drawer I had open! Dot had ended up trapped in there for 10 hours. But on the other hand, her regular daytime nap is about 9 hours, so maybe from her perspective, she was only in there for an hour longer than she'd have liked. LOL! This reminds me of something happened when I was visiting my sister year's ago. She had to leave for work very early, and I remained in bed. Some time after I got up, I started to hear one of her cats crying. Sound travels, and I could not figure out where she was. I checked the basement and every room in the house, then I started looking in closets, and then started over again. And again and again. I simply could not find her, and the poor thing sounded very unhappy. At last, the sound seemed to be coming from her towel drawer (just outside my sister's bathroom, where she gets dressed). Voila! There was Peaches. Her look said, "What took you so long?" Fortunately, she was not in there as long as Dot--2 hours at most. MaryL |
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I Frantically searched for Dot
On 3/24/2016 7:57 PM, Takayuki wrote:
Dot disappeared on me today. When I got home from work, Buster and Spicey greeted me, but Dot was nowhere in sight. This is not too unusual - she's 16 years old and naps a lot. But most evenings, I see her in the window when I come home, since she watches for me, since she's deaf and can't hear the car. So I went to look for Dot in the bedroom, where she usually sleeps on my the bed on my pillow (or maybe it's "our" pillow). But she wasn't there. So I looked in a couple of secondary napping spots, but no Dot. I looked to see if she'd hidden under the sofas, which she hasn't done in years. But no Dot. I frantically looked for her behind appliances, in closets, and various other places she couldn't possibly be. I called desperately for her, "Dot! Dot! Dorothy!", even though I knew she wouldn't be able to hear me. It occurred to me that maybe my oldest cat had a heart attack or something and died somewhere. In the meantime, Buster and Spicey followed me curiously. "Come on guys, you were home all day; where's Dot??" But Buster just looked puzzled. Spicey looked at me like I was a moron. Finally, I remembered that I left a dresser drawer open longer than usual this morning. Long enough that I checked it for naughty kitties (like Buster) before I closed it. I opened that drawer. And found nothing. But by this time, I was checking everywhere anyway. So I opened the next drawer, which I almost never use. And there she was! She gave me a little "Eck!" like she does after a nap, and started licking me enthusiastically as I picked her up. She must have gotten in there from *underneath* the drawer I had open! Dot had ended up trapped in there for 10 hours. But on the other hand, her regular daytime nap is about 9 hours, so maybe from her perspective, she was only in there for an hour longer than she'd have liked. I know that panicky feeling when you can't find a cat. That's amazing, though, that she wasn't too bothered about being shut up there for so long. I remember one time years ago when I went away for a few days. I'd made arrangements, as usual, for my neighbors to feed my cats. My kids had decided to paint my bathroom while I was gone. They came over the day after I left. At some point they heard a meow coming from my closet. They opened the closet door and Skeeter (RB) made a mad dash for the cat door. She'd been shut in there for 13 or 14 hours, and had managed to hold it all that time. By the time she came back in, they had put some food down for her, and she went straight to the dish when she came inside. It was so fortunate for both of us that my kids had decided to come when they did. |
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I Frantically searched for Dot
On Thu, 24 Mar 2016 22:57:46 -0400, Takayuki
wrote: Dot disappeared on me today. When I got home from work, Buster and Spicey greeted me, but Dot was nowhere in sight. This is not too unusual - she's 16 years old and naps a lot. But most evenings, I see her in the window when I come home, since she watches for me, since she's deaf and can't hear the car. So I went to look for Dot in the bedroom, where she usually sleeps on my the bed on my pillow (or maybe it's "our" pillow). But she wasn't there. So I looked in a couple of secondary napping spots, but no Dot. I looked to see if she'd hidden under the sofas, which she hasn't done in years. But no Dot. I frantically looked for her behind appliances, in closets, and various other places she couldn't possibly be. I called desperately for her, "Dot! Dot! Dorothy!", even though I knew she wouldn't be able to hear me. It occurred to me that maybe my oldest cat had a heart attack or something and died somewhere. In the meantime, Buster and Spicey followed me curiously. "Come on guys, you were home all day; where's Dot??" But Buster just looked puzzled. Spicey looked at me like I was a moron. Finally, I remembered that I left a dresser drawer open longer than usual this morning. Long enough that I checked it for naughty kitties (like Buster) before I closed it. I opened that drawer. And found nothing. But by this time, I was checking everywhere anyway. So I opened the next drawer, which I almost never use. And there she was! She gave me a little "Eck!" like she does after a nap, and started licking me enthusiastically as I picked her up. She must have gotten in there from *underneath* the drawer I had open! Dot had ended up trapped in there for 10 hours. But on the other hand, her regular daytime nap is about 9 hours, so maybe from her perspective, she was only in there for an hour longer than she'd have liked. LOL. So typical. It's not much fun though, when you can't find them and get worried. I woke up last night to hear Annie screaming outside (unusual for her to go out after everyone goes to bed), I assume she had an encounter with a feral cat. I went out looking but saw no sign of her. A couple of hours later, she made herself comfortable on top of me while I was sleeping. No sign of any injuries. Sometimes when I look and call out for Annie, she doesnt want to be found and stays quiet in her latest hidey hole in the house. I always get a little worried when she does that. |
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I Frantically searched for Dot
On Sun, 27 Mar 2016 08:08:38 +1100, Jeßus wrote:
On Thu, 24 Mar 2016 22:57:46 -0400, Takayuki wrote: Dot disappeared on me today. When I got home from work, Buster and Spicey greeted me, but Dot was nowhere in sight. This is not too unusual - she's 16 years old and naps a lot. But most evenings, I see her in the window when I come home, since she watches for me, since she's deaf and can't hear the car. So I went to look for Dot in the bedroom, where she usually sleeps on my the bed on my pillow (or maybe it's "our" pillow). But she wasn't there. So I looked in a couple of secondary napping spots, but no Dot. I looked to see if she'd hidden under the sofas, which she hasn't done in years. But no Dot. I frantically looked for her behind appliances, in closets, and various other places she couldn't possibly be. I called desperately for her, "Dot! Dot! Dorothy!", even though I knew she wouldn't be able to hear me. It occurred to me that maybe my oldest cat had a heart attack or something and died somewhere. In the meantime, Buster and Spicey followed me curiously. "Come on guys, you were home all day; where's Dot??" But Buster just looked puzzled. Spicey looked at me like I was a moron. Finally, I remembered that I left a dresser drawer open longer than usual this morning. Long enough that I checked it for naughty kitties (like Buster) before I closed it. I opened that drawer. And found nothing. But by this time, I was checking everywhere anyway. So I opened the next drawer, which I almost never use. And there she was! She gave me a little "Eck!" like she does after a nap, and started licking me enthusiastically as I picked her up. She must have gotten in there from *underneath* the drawer I had open! Dot had ended up trapped in there for 10 hours. But on the other hand, her regular daytime nap is about 9 hours, so maybe from her perspective, she was only in there for an hour longer than she'd have liked. LOL. So typical. It's not much fun though, when you can't find them and get worried. I woke up last night to hear Annie screaming outside (unusual for her to go out after everyone goes to bed), I assume she had an encounter with a feral cat. I went out looking but saw no sign of her. A couple of hours later, she made herself comfortable on top of me while I was sleeping. No sign of any injuries. Sometimes when I look and call out for Annie, she doesnt want to be found and stays quiet in her latest hidey hole in the house. I always get a little worried when she does that. Actually, Annie is limping and can't get up on her favourite cushion ATM... looks like she sustained some injuries from her encounter. |
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I Frantically searched for Dot
On 3/26/2016 3:48 PM, Je�us wrote:
On Sun, 27 Mar 2016 08:08:38 +1100, Jeßus wrote: On Thu, 24 Mar 2016 22:57:46 -0400, Takayuki wrote: Dot disappeared on me today. When I got home from work, Buster and Spicey greeted me, but Dot was nowhere in sight. This is not too unusual - she's 16 years old and naps a lot. But most evenings, I see her in the window when I come home, since she watches for me, since she's deaf and can't hear the car. So I went to look for Dot in the bedroom, where she usually sleeps on my the bed on my pillow (or maybe it's "our" pillow). But she wasn't there. So I looked in a couple of secondary napping spots, but no Dot. I looked to see if she'd hidden under the sofas, which she hasn't done in years. But no Dot. I frantically looked for her behind appliances, in closets, and various other places she couldn't possibly be. I called desperately for her, "Dot! Dot! Dorothy!", even though I knew she wouldn't be able to hear me. It occurred to me that maybe my oldest cat had a heart attack or something and died somewhere. In the meantime, Buster and Spicey followed me curiously. "Come on guys, you were home all day; where's Dot??" But Buster just looked puzzled. Spicey looked at me like I was a moron. Finally, I remembered that I left a dresser drawer open longer than usual this morning. Long enough that I checked it for naughty kitties (like Buster) before I closed it. I opened that drawer. And found nothing. But by this time, I was checking everywhere anyway. So I opened the next drawer, which I almost never use. And there she was! She gave me a little "Eck!" like she does after a nap, and started licking me enthusiastically as I picked her up. She must have gotten in there from *underneath* the drawer I had open! Dot had ended up trapped in there for 10 hours. But on the other hand, her regular daytime nap is about 9 hours, so maybe from her perspective, she was only in there for an hour longer than she'd have liked. LOL. So typical. It's not much fun though, when you can't find them and get worried. I woke up last night to hear Annie screaming outside (unusual for her to go out after everyone goes to bed), I assume she had an encounter with a feral cat. I went out looking but saw no sign of her. A couple of hours later, she made herself comfortable on top of me while I was sleeping. No sign of any injuries. Sometimes when I look and call out for Annie, she doesnt want to be found and stays quiet in her latest hidey hole in the house. I always get a little worried when she does that. Actually, Annie is limping and can't get up on her favourite cushion ATM... looks like she sustained some injuries from her encounter. Poor baby! |
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I Frantically searched for Dot
On 3/26/2016 5:48 PM, Je�us wrote:
On Sun, 27 Mar 2016 08:08:38 +1100, Jeßus wrote: Actually, Annie is limping and can't get up on her favourite cushion ATM... looks like she sustained some injuries from her encounter. How is Annie now? Please give us an update. MaryL |
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I Frantically searched for Dot
On Sat, 26 Mar 2016 15:57:21 -0700, Joy
wrote: On 3/26/2016 3:48 PM, Je?us wrote: On Sun, 27 Mar 2016 08:08:38 +1100, Jeßus wrote: On Thu, 24 Mar 2016 22:57:46 -0400, Takayuki wrote: Dot disappeared on me today. When I got home from work, Buster and Spicey greeted me, but Dot was nowhere in sight. This is not too unusual - she's 16 years old and naps a lot. But most evenings, I see her in the window when I come home, since she watches for me, since she's deaf and can't hear the car. So I went to look for Dot in the bedroom, where she usually sleeps on my the bed on my pillow (or maybe it's "our" pillow). But she wasn't there. So I looked in a couple of secondary napping spots, but no Dot. I looked to see if she'd hidden under the sofas, which she hasn't done in years. But no Dot. I frantically looked for her behind appliances, in closets, and various other places she couldn't possibly be. I called desperately for her, "Dot! Dot! Dorothy!", even though I knew she wouldn't be able to hear me. It occurred to me that maybe my oldest cat had a heart attack or something and died somewhere. In the meantime, Buster and Spicey followed me curiously. "Come on guys, you were home all day; where's Dot??" But Buster just looked puzzled. Spicey looked at me like I was a moron. Finally, I remembered that I left a dresser drawer open longer than usual this morning. Long enough that I checked it for naughty kitties (like Buster) before I closed it. I opened that drawer. And found nothing. But by this time, I was checking everywhere anyway. So I opened the next drawer, which I almost never use. And there she was! She gave me a little "Eck!" like she does after a nap, and started licking me enthusiastically as I picked her up. She must have gotten in there from *underneath* the drawer I had open! Dot had ended up trapped in there for 10 hours. But on the other hand, her regular daytime nap is about 9 hours, so maybe from her perspective, she was only in there for an hour longer than she'd have liked. LOL. So typical. It's not much fun though, when you can't find them and get worried. I woke up last night to hear Annie screaming outside (unusual for her to go out after everyone goes to bed), I assume she had an encounter with a feral cat. I went out looking but saw no sign of her. A couple of hours later, she made herself comfortable on top of me while I was sleeping. No sign of any injuries. Sometimes when I look and call out for Annie, she doesnt want to be found and stays quiet in her latest hidey hole in the house. I always get a little worried when she does that. Actually, Annie is limping and can't get up on her favourite cushion ATM... looks like she sustained some injuries from her encounter. Poor baby! Annie is much better now, she is back to sleeping in her current favourite spot in the spare bedroom, also she jumped up onto this desk earlier, so all back to normal I have to admit I'm a worrier when it comes to my two girls if I don't know where they are and haven't seen them for a while, or if anything happens to them - with anything else I'm usually a lot more laid back shrug. One time though, Annie had a similar encounter, although I'm not sure if it was another cat or wildlife. I live in Tasmania, and we do have some small marsupials that have serious teeth and claws. Anyway, that time Annie came out worse with a toe half hanging off and got blood poisoning into the bargain. By the time blood poisoning was apparent, she was very unwell and clearly she would die without treatment. An hour's drive later and the vet gives her antibiotics. By the time we get home and I let her back into the house she was practically back to normal again |
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I Frantically searched for Dot
On Mon, 28 Mar 2016 02:06:20 -0500, MaryL
wrote: On 3/26/2016 5:48 PM, Je?us wrote: On Sun, 27 Mar 2016 08:08:38 +1100, Jeßus wrote: Actually, Annie is limping and can't get up on her favourite cushion ATM... looks like she sustained some injuries from her encounter. How is Annie now? Please give us an update. Hi Mary, Annie is fine, back to her old self from what I can tell. I will try to post some pics of my two girls later, I have a very slow connection and can't even upload a pic ATM. |
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I Frantically searched for Dot
On 3/28/2016 2:34 AM, Je�us wrote:
On Mon, 28 Mar 2016 02:06:20 -0500, MaryL wrote: On 3/26/2016 5:48 PM, Je?us wrote: On Sun, 27 Mar 2016 08:08:38 +1100, Jeßus wrote: Actually, Annie is limping and can't get up on her favourite cushion ATM... looks like she sustained some injuries from her encounter. How is Annie now? Please give us an update. Hi Mary, Annie is fine, back to her old self from what I can tell. I will try to post some pics of my two girls later, I have a very slow connection and can't even upload a pic ATM. Great news! Thanks. MaryL |
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