Cats and Kittens

Just turned 9 years old.

Spoiler :
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Also, watch out for Bayer's Seresto pet collars.
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That's an orange kitty!
 
We're off to the vet in Tag tomorrow to have Mouse and East neutered and to repair Mouse's hernia.

Easy was easy. :whew: Mouse fought off the anesthetic, bit the vet, bit the vet's assistant, and generally raised a furor. :gripe: In the end, all was accomplished. :p
We came home, I put in my DVD of Devil in a Blue Dress, and we immediately lost power :wow:.
Spoiler :
Main characters are Easy and Mouse
Everyone went to bed early :sleep:.
 
The cat looked like it thought her belly was a good resting spot, until it realised the belly was alive and was like "uhh, no, I won't rest there".
Cats are curious, and don't always understand when boundaries have to be respected. Though it looks like the mom in the video doesn't mind if the cat is curious.

But most itteh-bitteh-kitteh-committehs have more than one member. ;)
 
Sorry to bring this even here, but I could not resist:

Seriously, that swab is larger than that nose:
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A cat is swabbed as part of a Texas A&M University study of SARS-CoV-2 infection in pets.
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World's shortest lived mask
They'd have to put the kitten in a cone to prevent that mask from coming off. Way to commit torture! :mad:

All the same, I do not allow visitors to pet Maddy.

People should keep their pets indoors, lest they become victim to some kind of pet-killing spree as happened in the 14th century with the plague.
 
Fairly typical Ember pose.

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She sits, sits and then sits some more. Saving up enough energy for her main snooze later.

Dexter's outdoors somewhere probably flirting with the neighbors. He likes mooching on their kids. And scrounging pats from random strangers.

Warm autumn so far come April or so he'll come inside more.
 
I read some more of my book about the nine emotional lives of cats, in the chapter about attachment, and started the chapter about jealousy.

The author talked about cats' attachments to people vs. places. His view is that since cats still aren't anywhere near as domesticated as dogs, they are still not naturally wired to be attached to humans rather than places (territory).

Which brings up a question regarding a disturbing incident he related. A woman brought her female tortoiseshell cat to a vet and demanded that the cat be put down.

The reason? The woman was giving a dinner party and didn't want the cat to jump up on the table. Therefore, she took the cat to a vet and demanded that the cat be killed.

The vet took the cat, and secretly rehomed her to somewhere else.

Later the woman returned, complaining that the cat she'd thought dead had turned up on her doorstep, still alive. She had the cat with her, and insisted that the job be done "properly". No mention if there was another dinner party at stake.

The vet realized the cat had gone back to where she considered "home" - not understanding that she could no longer trust the human who was supposed to care for her.

The cat was rehomed again, to a different place much farther away. This time it took; the cat stayed in her new home, with humans who were presumably not as selfish or stupid or psychotic (don't want the cat to jump on the table? Shut the cat in a room she can't escape).

I'd like to think it's me that Maddy is attached to, and not the apartment. Not that I've tested her to find out if she'd return to either of the previous apartments we've lived in here (lacking height and opposable thumbs and the ability to read, she wouldn't be able to operate the elevator anyway).

The orange cat that turned up here awhile ago was obviously attached to his previous human, and came in search of him.

I think attachment can be both. Maddy must miss being able to go outside when she wanted (not that she wanted to very often when we lived at the house, but she was always allowed). Outside here isn't remotely as interesting to look at as it was at the house, since the back yard was semi-wild, with plenty of birds and squirrels to entertain her. But she clings to me like glue after I've been away for hospitalization or other medical reasons that are more than just a quick appointment. This has been true no matter where we've lived.
 
The orange cat came back today. I was waiting for my housekeeping helper, and there was a knock on the door. My across-the-hall neighbor asked if I had an orange cat. So I looked around, and there he was, back again.

I don't know what to make of the cat. He seems a bit nervous when he comes around, like he expects to be chased off or yelled at... he seems to trust me, though, and is very interested in coming in to check the place out (could be that he's not neutered, and wants to be friends with Maddy, who is still not willing to share so much as a millimetre of space with another cat).

He let me pick him up and cuddle him a bit, and I told him I'd take him home. He's too heavy to carry very far, though, so I gave him a ride on my walker over to the wing of this floor where he lives. I told the guy who answered the door that his cat had come to my place and I was bringing him home.

The cat is nice, but I hope this isn't going to become a routine. I'd take care of him in an emergency, as I've done for another neighbor's cat a few years back, but it's really stressful for Maddy.

But as cat logic goes... it might be the start of something. Cat gets bored, wants out, heads over across the building to the nice lady with the intriguing black cat, lady will pet and cuddle him and take him home... a win for the cat.

I'm just a sucker for a cat out alone. Many people in this building have cats, but some don't and it's them and whatever visitors, staff, and delivery people who might deliberately or accidentally cause a bad situation for the cat. Therefore, I help my neighbors' cats, since I never know when I might need help with Maddy.
 
The orange cat came back today. I was waiting for my housekeeping helper, and there was a knock on the door. My across-the-hall neighbor asked if I had an orange cat. So I looked around, and there he was, back again.

I don't know what to make of the cat. He seems a bit nervous when he comes around, like he expects to be chased off or yelled at... he seems to trust me, though, and is very interested in coming in to check the place out (could be that he's not neutered, and wants to be friends with Maddy, who is still not willing to share so much as a millimetre of space with another cat).

He let me pick him up and cuddle him a bit, and I told him I'd take him home. He's too heavy to carry very far, though, so I gave him a ride on my walker over to the wing of this floor where he lives. I told the guy who answered the door that his cat had come to my place and I was bringing him home.

The cat is nice, but I hope this isn't going to become a routine. I'd take care of him in an emergency, as I've done for another neighbor's cat a few years back, but it's really stressful for Maddy.

But as cat logic goes... it might be the start of something. Cat gets bored, wants out, heads over across the building to the nice lady with the intriguing black cat, lady will pet and cuddle him and take him home... a win for the cat.

I'm just a sucker for a cat out alone. Many people in this building have cats, but some don't and it's them and whatever visitors, staff, and delivery people who might deliberately or accidentally cause a bad situation for the cat. Therefore, I help my neighbors' cats, since I never know when I might need help with Maddy.

Male cats tend to make themselves at home.

He might be picking you as his human lol.
 
Easy has been getting sicker the last few days, at first just vomiting but lately shaking and losing his balance. :yuck: I'd given my driver the week off to work on his house in Mabini. Our local vet doesn't have the equipment to do blood tests, etc. :dunno: When my driver heard how sick Easy, he cut short his time off, returned, and has taken Easy to see our Tagbilaran vet. :health:.

Edit:
It was a mega-hairball. The vet sold us a medication name "hairball," and Easy is doing much better. :cooool:
 
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