It’s my cat in a box…..
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The cat saga continues further. As our cat had another “urinary incident”, although we have no idea when it happened as our CSI unit is off duty, we decided that as responsible cat parents-we needed to rule out any medical causes. We had been putting this off, as we are pretty sure its behavioral; but alas, we had to know.
I put the cat in her kennel, that she hasn’t been inside of for years, and she was very put out by this (a bad day to wear black, as I was quickly wearing my own fur coat). She serenaded me the whole way to the vet with the most sad and pathetic meows (“what are you doing to me?” ”what did I ever do to you?” “If you thought I was pooping on your floor before, just you wait!!”).
At the vet, she was being so unruly, they brought in an extra set of hands to hold her down. She was hissing and salivating like the Exorcist as they checked her out (boy, she did not like that thermometer). Then, they brought in a plexi-glass box that looks like something Houdini might try to escape from and popped her in it. As they were closing the lid, she thrashed around like something out of Jurassic Park–thankfully, they secured the latches just in time. Apparently, they use this box to pump in a bit of “knock out” gas; b/c cats aren’t the best patients and wouldn’t sit still for a little cat-sized mask. They had to calm her down in order to draw blood and get a urine sample.
I have to wait until tomorrow for the blood results, but they were able to give me the urine-analysis today; she is totally healthy in regard to her urine, so its not a urinary tract infection. When they brought my kooky kitty back in the room she was looking very dazed and I think she could probably smell the color purple and hear the trees talking to her. In fact, she kept singing “smoke on the water…” the whole way home, and remarked that my driving was very “far out” and “real groovy.”
I hate to get all Miss Cleo on you, but I am pretty sure the blood results are going to be totally normal too. So, I have just paid $200 to get my cat high; all I can say is, I hope it was the “good stuff.”
Marley and HD
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Tonight we finally watched “Marley and Me.” I had read and enjoyed the book and borrowed the movie (before I read the book, I thought a movie about a dog….how sappy, at least its not “Airbud Part 5″). I really enjoyed the movie too. Very sweet and touching, especially if you are a dog person.
Well, our dog has a little endearing foible relating to animals, as viewed on TV. Whenever she sees pets on TV, she is prone to : bark, run up the the tv, put her paws on the screen (to my husband’s horror) and run around the tv stand looking for the animals and sometimes a quick check over in the fireplace (just in case). No matter how many times we tell her “no” and she finds no animals, she can’t stop. Well, this movie just about drove her nuts; its hard to blame her; our TV is quite large and HD receptive, so the pets do look very real and attainable. Finally, we snuggled her in a blanket and covered her head (like a canary) and she went to sleep. All those TV dogs proved just too much for her sensitive constitution.
What’s love got to “doo-doo” with it? The cat saga continues…
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Well….I was wrong about the litter-box impetus in our cat fecal-fiesta problem. Either that, or the cat has multiple motivations for her “gift” giving. We got a lovely surprise (by “we”, I mean “me”) Thursday morning, times 2!! And Miss Thang’s litter-box had been cleaned to pristine conditions the previous day. Gone was the comfort of knowing what was going on in her cat-brain, she would rather be a creature of mystery and intrigue. It is those days that all I can think about is packing her suitcase, giving her cab fare, and wishing her luck in the “big city.” But, always, later I look into her crazy blue eyes and take it all back, and sincerely feel she will stop doing this, as she lovingly (and inexplicably) bites my feet.
The cat has been part of our lives for about 8 years now. My husband got her in college b/c one of his friends had to get rid of this cute Siamese kitten, when his landlady discovered the cat’s existence. The irresponsible dude had been taking the cat around with him in a back-pack, I believe she was taken from her mother when she was too young, and now- was only rescued to encounter more bizarre experiences as the new room-mate to 3 college guys and their antics. No wonder the poor thing is psychologically deranged!
It has been suggested that her poo-poo behavior may be a result of her heightened sensitivity to the fact that we have a baby on the way…I am beginning to wonder if this could be the cause. However, my memory is a bit fuzzy on the exact start date of this phenomenon. A few years ago when we got the puppy and agonized over her potty training and “slip ups” (ps. Italian Greyhounds are known for their difficulties in adapting to potty training); we now realize some of those “accidents” must have been from the cat. You can’t blame us for getting confused, our cat easily outweighs our aerodynamic dog–and their “business” is approximately the same size. So maybe this is her emotional rage response. Since she can’t express her jealous angst in the form of bad poetry, rock music, yelling fights, or herbal experimentation (unless you count cat-nip), she has settled on the time-honored-tradition of “doo deposits.”
I guess all we can do is play the waiting game and keep a close eye on her, when the stork finally brings us our baby (yes, that’s where babies come from; what? oh, this is a basketball I shoplifted, under my shirt–I just think its “neat” to leave it there).
Busted!!!
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This festive feline may look innocent to you, but don’t be fooled. She is wanted on criminal charges of the defiling of living-room carpet and a high-quality puzzle.
Lately, our cat has been “testing her boundaries” by leaving us …um “biodegradable” compost commentaries on her wants, needs, and desires.
The message for today was: Excuse me! Can I get a litter box change? Once a week is not enough for my precious sensibilities. As you know, I am ‘large and in charge’ which means I am leaving more , er, “leavings” than a normal cat. And I CANNOT be expected to continuously re-use a polluted box. I thought I made myself clear with the last present I left you; apparently NOT. Due to the fact that I do not have enough dexterity in my paws to type my weekly newsletter to you, you will have to settle for my special “press releases.” Seriously, change my box now…..or else!!!!
Did I mention that litter box duty is one of my husband’s chores? Yet our cat’s impeccable timing is such that I am the only one home when such “messages” are left. I guess she knows that I am a worthy and outspoken lobbyist in the “clean the cat box” mission; she is simply giving me the inspiration to proceed on her behalf.
The whole peeing in the puzzle box thing is a new twist she added. We were working on a huge 2000 piece puzzle ( I know…we’re nerdy) of Las Vegas, and left the box lids with un-assigned puzzle pieces on the floor. It was obvious she scratched litter-box-style, b/c there were little puzzle pieces strewn around the crime scene. Yuck!
Ok cat, message noted, don’t do it again—or its off to the convent for you! Where there are no pink shoes of nieces to horde, no bare feet to bite, and no computer screens to smudge w/ your paws.
I feel like a lunatic every time I do this…
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Ok, fun fact for you: did you know one of the best ways to select the sweetest apples is to give them a good thump? Seriously, my husband taught me this boy-scout trick. When making an apple selection, thump several apples, the higher the pitch of the sound it makes (when you thump it), the sweeter the apple is. I know it sounds a little weird, and trust me I am filled with self consciousness every time I do this at the grocery store. But since I have been shopping at Wal-Mart as of late, it could be a lot worse for my spectators. I have never once shopped there in my white “wife beater” (2 sizes too small) with a hot pink or black bra hanging out, with curlers in my hair, with 3-5 children screaming around me and throwing things, while I text on my phone that is clearly too expensive for my means, with curlers in my hair, while I exclaim “Oh NO she DI’NT!”
A little apple-thumping between dignified shoppers is perfectly acceptable. Try it out and make your $$ well-worth it on your apples!
Shoes Befitting a Side Kick
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Here it is, two posts in one day from the world’s laziest blogger (does that come with a cash prize)? When picking up some odds and ends for the extremely imminent arrival of my little side-kick, I came upon these precious silver beauties. I couldn’t resist and purchased them immediately. She will learn early about the merits of fabulous footwear! I cannot believe that in the next couple of weeks there will suddenly be a new little person in our lives. It is incredibly surreal.
Get over your fears, you might just get a good nap out of it
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Within the past month or so, I made some window-seat-cushions for our large window seat. I thought they would be a smash hit w/ the pets, who love to bask in the sunshine that comes in that window. The cat immediately embraced the newly cushioned surface, and can often be found rolling around in ecstasy there. The dog however, was visibly freaked out by this change. We kept putting her on the cushion; she would put her paws up and down and look at them and then run away. Well, finally, last week when we put her up there, she stayed. She is now a loyal sunbather in this cushy locale.
Thanks to my lovely sister for inspiring me to finish this project, the pets are in heaven!
