I had to take Twirl to the vet today. Oliver lit into her and tore open her ear. She now has 6 brand new stitches in her ear. I asked a Cat Psych what she thought was going on with my group treating Twirl so aggressively? Her answer made a lot of sense. With Twirl’s ear flaps gone, she looks aggressive all the time and the other cats respond with aggression. For Oliver to be the attacker, he is my most mellow cat (besides Prowler) really made me think.
If I don’t keep the stress level down here, there is going to be a lot of territorial marking going on. Another factor, is keeping Twirl’s stress level down, and her being attacked repeatedly is not how to do that. I am going to keep Twirl isolated upstairs from here on in. I know it has to be the missing ear flaps issue because the crew has already accepted the latest arrivals, the two kittens, Tyler, Rayne and Sullivan. Even the last cat Buzzby wasn’t met with so much aggression. If Twirl’s stress level rises this could cause the cancer to come back.
I went upstairs and talked to her and told her that I was sorry for the isolation but that I feel this is the best way for her to be here. The only other option would be to try and find a good home for her, but most people want kittens, not older cats, even those with special needs.
This is the time when the enclosure doesn’t even factor in. Unless we can screen off a portion of it and let Twirl live among the other cats without being able to threaten them.
They can turn a gray sky blue, a frown into a smile. Kittens get into the funniest predicaments and then become highly insulted when you dare to help them out! Tyler got into her track ball. I am not sure how she did it, just that she did. She didn’t seem to want to get out, in fact, she fell fast asleep inside of it! She wasn’t stuck, I checked. I am glad that I decided years ago to share my life with cats and kittens that others could care less about. It makes moments like these priceless!
It has been months since Guinevere and Cleo were both diagnosed with Renal Medullary Solute Washout thanks to the pet food recall fall-out. For days, I stayed up keeping vigil, supplying supportive fluids and prayers when needed. I almost lost Cleo then he rebounded, then Guinevere took a nose dive for awhile but she recovered. I contacted the pet food company first thing when I discovered they had eaten the tainted food. They were very polite, took a lot of information and then I never heard back…until today.
The call I received was quite cautionary. The woman wanted to know why they hadn’t heard back from me. I told her it was because I was busy keeping my cats healthy trying not to lose two beautiful creatures. Then there was a bit of a pregnant pause and I was asked if I was joining the class action suit or if I had contacted an attorney on my own.
I will be honest here, initially when all this came down on us and I was faced with astronomical vet bills, I wanted heads to roll. But, with time, I have been able to throttle back. I know this was a horrible dreadful accident. The company was just as mortified about it as I was (probably more so). I have also talked to several people also affected, some are suing, others are not. I am in the group of the Are Nots.
I told the Rep how I felt, and how I feel now. I could hear the gratitude in her voice when she thanked me for not taking further action against them. I talked to Mike about it, way back when, and both of us decided that suing wasn’t the way to make anything right. The vet bills have been paid, the cats have recovered. I told the woman to just close my file. She said they will send me food for my trouble! Sure hope the food being sent is safe food.
Not much is being said lately about the pet food recall fiasco, though I understand from some who have settled that they cannot discuss anything else about the situation. A sort of gag order is in effect. I am just glad we didn’t lose our two seniors. That would have been difficult to deal with.
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I stayed up all night keeping a close eye on the kittens. Apparently, because the wormer was Strongid, overdosing isn’t a large problem as it would be with over-the-counter wormers or Drontal. The kittens were fine all night, they played, pooped, and drank a lot of water. So hopefully, they have passed the crisis mode here.
I now have a new worry. My old farrier had to quit because of severe injuries. A new farrier was out yesterday and against our advice, he trimmed back Racer so short- that Racer now looks like a show horse! He knew about the founder, but and this really angered me- after he trimmed Racer out so short he had the nerve to say “Well, he isn’t trimmed back to where I THINK he should be!” WTH? He won’t be back on this property. I didn’t like one thing about him. I did talk to another farrier last night and he will be out in August to trim. I’m going to miss Mr. Clint, I already do! I suspect in three days, Racer will be lamed up.
Two young kittens were brought over tonight. They have been accidentally been overdosed with wormer medicine. I will be keeping vigil all night over them to see how they do. They are drinking more water than I have ever seen kittens drink, but they are peeing and pooping and passing large amounts of roundworms. Hopefully, they will continue to be okay. They are bright eyed and playing
My heart broke today. I took in this 8 month old tuxedo kitty long-hair. She has been so traumatized, that any time I come near her, she pees all over herself. She has a raspy meow that sounds worse than fingernails on a blackboard. She has taken refuge in the enclosure, on one of the topmost rafters, which is how I got cat pee on my head today. I was reaching up to touch her when she let loose. God only knows what she has endured since arriving here. Hopefully, in time, I will be able to let her see that she has come to a good place.
The two new kittens have a new home! The lady isn’t going to be picking them up for a few weeks (she is in the process of moving) but she is taking both of them. That works for me, because I am still treating them for roundworms.
Living in a multi-cat home, the alpha cats have the clear advantage over the rest of the clowder. They eat first, push the more submissive away from the food bowl, become a bit of a bully toward the pariah cats (the shyer cats of the bunch that generally get picked on daily). One of our alphas, Ripley had a bad habit of constantly beating up on another younger cat, Mercedes. Mercedes would hide from her aggressor to escape torment.
Ripley passed away recently, and as is our habit, we allow the cats to pay their respects. This does help the cats to get through their grief easier. Mercedes walked by her past tormenter, who was laid out on a towel on the floor then squatted and left her mark on Rip’s leg.
It was as if she was saying “There you go bud, now you can Rest In Pee.”
Here is Stormy- excuse the hand in the photo
Took the dogs into the woods tonight. Lei met up with a skunk, although, thankfully, she didn’t get fully sprayed. I still have some Skunk-Off here and so she got her face washed when we got home. We also saw our buddy Mr. Owl. I am glad he is still a frequent host to our walks. Every time I walk the cascade trail, I am saddened as more and more trees are claimed in the name of progress and greed. It looks like a tree cemetary now in certain spots of land. I can now see the accompanying farms that nestle the land. Before all I could see were trees.
The new kittens are doing well. Stormy is an inquisitive little boy, and he wanted in with the big kids today, so there was about an hour where I let both of the kittens run around downstairs. My biggest concern is my alpha male Matuse. I suspect he had only a partial neuter and will be asking the vet to check him out next week. For a neutered male, he has a lot of strong sexual tendencies and he was honed in on Rayne a little to intently, so I put the kittens back upstairs.
The GSE knocked the snot out of the URI the kittens arrived with. They are bright-eyed and bushy tailed. Here is a look at Rayne: