CanteringCarrot
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Teddy really did outdo himself what an accomplishment!
I really recommend one of those little, hand-held carpet shampooers. I've got a Bissell Pet Stain Eraser and, despite Poppy's best efforts to stain every soft surface by puking on it, there isn't a single mark. A lot cheaper than either a new, wipable surface OR a new saddle!No contest. The mottled look is fashionable dontchaknow.
Teddy has outdone himself. He obviously sat up all night thinking to himself…how can I make a Monday morning nursery drop off more stressful? I’ve got it!
My previous cat specialised in squirrels. Thankfully, he'd eat them all except for the tails, which he liked to keep as toys. It was my job to do the weekly clear-out of the garage, and there were usually three or four tails in there.I keep coming back and laughing, go Ted . Both must be some of the hardest to catch? Squirrels are pretty feisty and to have both intact and whizzing about is just a class act all round .
The much-missed Freddie Mercury would love that. He had many cats, and apparently adored them. They were all buried in his extensive gardens. I hope whoever buys his house respects their resting places.
You are an angel! And no doubt to repay all the care, time, worry and expense you have invested, when the little thing is better he will set himself the task of systematically destroying what parts of your house he can get to. This is why we love catsSunday afternoon I got home from the yard to find one of the new feral kittens (they just appear, the older ones must tell them where the food lady is) almost unconscious on my back patio.
Little black one with white feet. On Sat evening he had barged into the kitchen to attempt the dogs food (sides of bowl were too high, very confused collie dog no deterrent at all..) so I knew he had been previously spunky enough... Somewhere between 4 and 6 weeks old I think, tiny little thing.
Rang my OOH vet. He asked me was I serious about a Sunday call for a tiny feral kitten which wasn't even conscious. I said yes while he was breathing he was worth a try. He reminded me that while they neuter the feral cats for free, that doesn't extend to hospital stays etc.
Luckily the actual on call vet was a much more sympathetic lady called Molly and I was able to bring him to her a couple of hours later when she got back to the surgery (surprised he got that far tbh, kept checking him in the little box I put him in and he was just about breathing). He was floppy and barely alive but managed to bite Molly while she was looking in his mouth... So we both decided it was worth a shot.
His glucose levels were undetectable and pretty much everything else was bad too, but she started him on steroids and antibiotics and glucose and rehydration fluids.
She brought him home with her on Sunday night and kept up the medicine. Rang me on Monday morning to say he had made it through the night and had woken her with his cries that morning which was great news.
He has continued to improve and I can bring him home tonight! Bit more nursing still to do but if he likes people at all then this one can graduate to the house
So what did the cat do? Well, he has prob cost me a fortune BUT he came back from the dead... Name suggestions welcome! Lazarus? Jesus?
I have put some little pictures belowYou are an angel! And no doubt to repay all the care, time, worry and expense you have invested, when the little thing is better he will set himself the task of systematically destroying what parts of your house he can get to. This is why we love cats
He’s so tiny and so gorgeous
I liked it because it was funny, but poor kitty. Bet he said to his mates, “You’ll never guess what happened to me today!”
My mum’s neighbour once buried a cat that wasn’t hers thinking it was .Not what the cat’s done but rather what a cat owner’s done.
A friend’s cat went missing. A week or so later she was driving along a nearby road, saw a cat, thought “it’s Dougie!” and screeched to a halt.
She duly bundled the cat in the car and, cat loose in the car and duly ricocheting off the ceiling as they do, she drove back home and unloaded the cat.
Her dog - who grew up with the cat- wasn’t impressed with Dougie’s return. Neither was Dougie impressed with the dog so mayhem duly ensued, whilst my friend text her daughter a photo, saying “Look who’s back”!
Her daughter instantly replied with “that’s not Dougie. This is a photo of Dougie”.
Wrong cat.
So back into the car the impostor was shoved and driven back to where she stole him.
That's a very handsome cat - a copy of the late King Kevin Kat!View attachment 117673its been just over 2 years since M tried to die on us here he is looking suitably fat and fluffy again very pleased with his two rodents a night habit. View attachment 117674
I don't know that I would be particularly thrilled with the present - King Kevin Kat ate anything that he killed al fresco. Nothing like fresh meat, Dhaaaarlings!Thank you, what a compliment
He is the handsomest of tiny tigers easy to forgive the 4am partially eviscerated rodent presents.View attachment 118519