Tag: cat

This post could have turned out very differently

Smoky scared us very badly yesterday.  He’d been having a so-so week.  After his pretty much triumphant return from having his ablation and then release back into general population he’d been getting along pretty well.  He eventually started to dislike his pill pockets and so pilling him became a twice daily ritual of tracking him down and shooting pills down his throat with a pill popper.

As you may imagine that was no fun for any of us involved, least of all him.

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All cats, all the time!

Just kidding folks, no need to stop reading the blog.  I know we’ve been talking a lot about cats lately.  I swear we’re not turning into ICHC.  That’s just the way things have worked out lately.

Geoff and I stumbled upon this today and thought that it was worth sharing.  If you can watch it without tearing up a bit you’re doing better than me.

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A further note on Scratch

I thought I would add something related to the post that my wife put up about our youngest.   You see, Scratch was named after a character in PvP, one of my favorite comics.  I found it particularly hilarious when Scratch began imitating his namesake by becoming fascinated with Christmas trees.  And like Kelly also mentioned, Scratch started knocking ornaments off the tree like his namesake too.  Fortunately, he has not yet managed to turn into Kringus.  But he does love to get up in the tree.

My dog Rerun is also named after a character in a comic.

-Geoff

Scratch the mighty hunter

We’ve written here before about Scratch’s odd habits and various issues.  One thing that his Prozac hasn’t changed is that Scratch is convinced that he’s a mighty hunter and that his prey is everywhere.  He will attack the stuffed toys that the dogs leave everywhere and randomly grab them, shaking them fiercely as though he’s killing them.

He’ll jump suddenly in the air turning and growling just a bit and attacking an invisible foe.  (Usually it’s a dust mote that only he can see.)  The best part is that when he does this he usually stops when he’s done and sits there for a little while with his mouth open, fangs showing, and trying to look fierce.  It’s like he saw an episode of a sparklevamp movie and thinks he’s a character.  Naturally, this cracks us up.

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They’re using the wrong model

This popped up yesterday in my daily email from Fab.com. I thought it was actually a pretty ingenious invention and that if we had some disposable income we’d get one or two for our animals. There’s only one thing that bugs me about it. OK, two.

This popped up yesterday in my daily email from Fab.com.  I thought it was actually a pretty ingenious invention and that if we had some disposable income we’d get one or two for our animals.  There’s only one thing that bugs me about it.  OK, two.

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Better living through chemistry

As my tolerance for Scratch’s shenanigans and general level of aggression was rapidly nearing an end, we took him to the vet last week.  Once we explained to her what was going on and my theory that, perhaps, he was actually a cryptorchid, he had a physical exam that included a check to see if he was, in fact, producing testosterone.  This physical exam is not unlike making him turn his head and cough, but in male cats it is a bit more invasive.

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