Huey got me back

Tanada wrote:
Not this time. I pick him up and he is totally limp. No eye movement,
no leg, tail, or paw movement. His chest doesn't move. MY GOD, HUEY'S
NOT BREATHING!!! I hell for Rob and start chest compressions. Rob
dashes into the room and laughs I'm so busy giving Huey's chest massages
that I don't see that his tail is moving in time to the compressions. I
stop, lay the little guy down on the gooshy pillow and he slowly opens
his eyes and then winks at me.

It was Huey's first b*st*rd cat trick and it was a doozy.

Pam S. still a little shook up

It sounds more like he's a very gentle and trusting kitty, unless you
try to give him a bath.

I wonder if when he was playing dead, he looked anything like this:

http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/tanada...5b.jpg&.src=ph

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One night I woke up and felt something underneath me. I sat up and saw
Smudge lying on the bed, right under where I had been lying. Now I am not
the most lightweight person on the planet, and I'm certainly quite a bit
heavier than Smudge in any case. She looked *flat*, I mean, two-dimensional,
lying on her side kind of pressed down onto the mattress.

I panicked and started shaking her. Nothing. I called her name, shook her
harder. Still nothing. I was going to dash for the phone and call an
emergency vet, when she started to struggle to her feet, very slowly and
groggily, looking like she was slowly beaming back from another planet.
She didn't even have the wherewithal to give me that "Huh??" look.

I guess she was just in a very deep sleep. Could she have been a bit oxygen-
deprived, being underneath me, and that's why it took her so long to wake
up? If that's true, then if I hadn't woken up at that time, it might have
ended badly, I don't know. Fortunately, she never slept underneath me again,
so I never had to test that theory.

LOL! Smudge kitten was a grand master of this trick! How could that
possibly have been comfortable?

Although I slept with Betty every night, it would have been impossible
for me to roll on top of her, because she slept in my right arm.
Holding her pushed my elbow out like a kickstand, so that I couldn't
roll to that side.

Takayuki wrote:
Tanada wrote:
Not this time. I pick him up and he is totally limp. No eye movement,
no leg, tail, or paw movement. His chest doesn't move. MY GOD, HUEY'S
NOT BREATHING!!! I hell for Rob and start chest compressions. Rob
dashes into the room and laughs I'm so busy giving Huey's chest massages
that I don't see that his tail is moving in time to the compressions. I
stop, lay the little guy down on the gooshy pillow and he slowly opens
his eyes and then winks at me.

It was Huey's first b*st*rd cat trick and it was a doozy.

Pam S. still a little shook up

It sounds more like he's a very gentle and trusting kitty, unless you
try to give him a bath.

I wonder if when he was playing dead, he looked anything like this:

http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/tanada...5b.jpg&.src=ph

Oh, that's so cute. Here's my favorite tummy pic of Cherokee. He laid
under the ceiling fan like this all the time. I used to drag him by his
back legs out of the way and he never woke up. He was my first tuxedo
cat.
http://members.aol.com/cherokee1.jpg

Sherry

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Takayuki wrote:
Tanada wrote:
Not this time. I pick him up and he is totally limp. No eye movement,
no leg, tail, or paw movement. His chest doesn't move. MY GOD, HUEY'S
NOT BREATHING!!! I hell for Rob and start chest compressions. Rob
dashes into the room and laughs I'm so busy giving Huey's chest massages
that I don't see that his tail is moving in time to the compressions. I
stop, lay the little guy down on the gooshy pillow and he slowly opens
his eyes and then winks at me.

It was Huey's first b*st*rd cat trick and it was a doozy.

Pam S. still a little shook up

It sounds more like he's a very gentle and trusting kitty, unless you
try to give him a bath.

I wonder if when he was playing dead, he looked anything like this:

http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/tanada...5b.jpg&.src=ph

Oh, that's so cute. Here's my favorite tummy pic of Cherokee. He laid
under the ceiling fan like this all the time. I used to drag him by his
back legs out of the way and he never woke up. He was my first tuxedo
cat.
http://members.aol.com/cherokee1.jpg

Sherry

Oh darn. I messed up that link. Here's the correct one.
http://members.aol.com/sriddles/cherokee1.jpg

Sherry

ooooooooooooooooooo....that's CRUEL!!!


....but funny!

Kristi

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wrote:
Oh, that's so cute. Here's my favorite tummy pic of Cherokee. He laid
under the ceiling fan like this all the time. I used to drag him by his
back legs out of the way and he never woke up. He was my first tuxedo
cat.
Oh darn. I messed up that link. Here's the correct one.
http://members.aol.com/sriddles/cherokee1.jpg

What a large and fluffy belly!

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This does not sound like a trick...are you sure he didn't have a mild
stroke? I have never heard of a cat that would sit there and let you
wail away on his little chest without some kind of physical or verbal
protest, if possible

In another post, the same person wrote:

You know, cats go into deep REM sleep like humans do, their brains
detach from their bodies so they don't start acting out their dreams,
as humans also do...you probably just caught him in REM sleep. Has
anyone ever tried to wake you from REM sleep? Not an easy task!!!

Doesn't these two posts strike you as rather contradictory? Is this a
b*st*rd human trick or something?

There've been a few posts from the same poster on other
threads that seemed kind of "borderline" trolling. So far,
I've given him/her the benefit of the doubt, since he/she's
a newbie here. Time will tell.

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Oh! Yoda did that to me one time! I really thought he was comotose or
dead. Why do they DO that? Do you think they're just sleeping really
deeply or what? I even *shook* him and he was still limp at first.

Sherry


I think that Huey was physically and emotionally exhausted and wanted to
get me back at the same time. It worked.

Today I was laying on the bed, reading, and Huey was snuggled between
Rob and I. Next thing I know he's right up to my face and I'm loving on
him. Then he shoves his head up to my head, so that my nose is right in
his ear. I shifted my face a little so that we're still snuggled, but
my nose isn't in his ear. Huey shoved his ear back over my nose, so I
lay there loving on him and breathing in his ear. He purred loudly and
had a huge grin on his face. It was a strange but lovely session of cat
and Pam pampering.

Pam S.

Takayuki wrote:

Tanada wrote:

Not this time. I pick him up and he is totally limp. No eye movement,
no leg, tail, or paw movement. His chest doesn't move. MY GOD, HUEY'S
NOT BREATHING!!! I hell for Rob and start chest compressions. Rob
dashes into the room and laughs I'm so busy giving Huey's chest massages
that I don't see that his tail is moving in time to the compressions. I
stop, lay the little guy down on the gooshy pillow and he slowly opens
his eyes and then winks at me.

It was Huey's first b*st*rd cat trick and it was a doozy.

Pam S. still a little shook up


It sounds more like he's a very gentle and trusting kitty, unless you
try to give him a bath.

I wonder if when he was playing dead, he looked anything like this:

http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/tanada...5b.jpg&.src=ph


Nope, he looked more limp than that. I'd forgotten about that picture
of Huey. That's how he often sleeps.

Pam S.

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Oh, that's so cute. Here's my favorite tummy pic of Cherokee. He laid
under the ceiling fan like this all the time. I used to drag him by his
back legs out of the way and he never woke up. He was my first tuxedo
cat.

http://members.aol.com/sriddles/cherokee1.jpg

Sherry


OMG, That is so funny. I'm glad that Huey hasn't gone there yet. I'd
disturb him to the point where he would hork a hairball on my head while
I was asleep.

Pam S.