JMS,
Just finished Rules of the Game (Loved it, BTW. Especially Max's
solution.) However, it leaves one very important question begging to be
asked: Who was Mr. Kitty? Was he yours? Was that an actually picture of
him?
In any case, its a great memorial to him. All B5 fans, please observe a
moment of silence for the departed Mr. Kitty.
WLFTO-WDFTO
~Trace
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"When I found my world was crashing,
And I thought I'd lost my passion,
You came and laid a hand on this little girl,
When I found my dreams were fading,
I looked up and saw You waiting,
You reached Your hands down and You made my world"
-Jaci Valasquez
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Yeah, he was my cat. 13 years old, a stray who wandered in a few years ago
when his owners abandoned him. (Yes, that's his picture.) A walking attitude
with fur.
He developed FIDS (feline AIDS) and had liver cancer...but we kept him going
with chemotherapy, kept his quality of life high. For nearly three months,
Kathryn fed him with a feeding tube, administering his medications. He had one
solid year in good form right up until the end. I'd kinda hoped he would make
it to see his episode aired...but as it was he'd already made arrangements for
an agent, a publicist, and he was going to start demanding residuals, so maybe
it's for the best.
I miss the little guy. He was tough, and he was a fighter.
jms
(jms...@aol.com)
B5 Official Fan Club at:
http://www.thestation.com
My condolences.
I had a very special furry friend, named Nermal (after the kitten in
Garfield). A friend brought him to me after he had found him in the middle
of a busy street. He couldn't keep him because his two year old didn't
understand the difference between real and stuffed animals.
Unfortunately, in his 6th year he developed a heart murmur. My
veterinarian, a very dedicated man, prescribed Propanalol. I kept him well
another two years with monthly visits to the drug store for his
prescriptions. I had to cut the small 10mg tablets into quarters, his
prescribed dosage.
Oddly enough, he seemed to realize what I was doing, and managed to show his
appreciation any way he could. He stuck to me whenever I was home. His
favorite place was on my chest draped over my shoulder like a scarf. He
slept next to my pillow with head on my shoulder. He did well on the
medication and was very happy.
But, in his eight year, he suffered a stroke. He recovered some, but had
some paralysis. He couldn't walk straight always, and didn't understand
why. His health deteriorated, and the stress caused a heart attack. He
never recovered completely from that, and one afternoon when I returned home
from work, I discovered he had taken a turn for the worse. He stood up on
shaky legs and tried to walk to me. I went over and wrapped him in a towel
to take him to the emergency vet. When I sat down in the car, he cried out,
and died in my arms. I truly believe he waited for me to get home, and he
died in the place most comfortable to him. I've never had another pet,
before or since, that loved me that much.
It is amazing how these creatures get to us. He passed away 7 years ago,
and for some reason, I need to wipe the keyboard off now.
J. Keith Jackson
jke...@bellsouth.net
Tammy
Six years with insulin-dependent diabetes. Injection every
morning. A couple frantic trips to the vet when he crashed.
(They made it sound so easy: "Just test his urine with a test
strip every morning and adjust the dosage accordingly." They
must have been laughing like hell after we left. I mean, did
you ever try to get a cat to p-ss on command?).
What finally done him in was a spleen tumor, normally found
only in jungle cats. (He never was one to do things by half.)
Had it removed, but it had already metastasized. Sigh.
: I miss the little guy. He was tough...
Amen.
Stephen Moore
I hope that cold will be the worst thing my cat will ever have to face!
Tammy
LMA
>There is a simple "trick" you can try to over come this problem ... get
>a bath towel, throw it over the cat, scoop her up inside the towel and
>wrap the towel around her body, immobilizing her legs.
then, you retrieve the pill from the proch, board up the broken window, write
"buy new towels" on the shopping list, apply first aid to your wounds, find the
cat, and try again. <g>
i have a cat as well, CHiPs, a 7 year old large orange one. luckily, i've
never had to give her any medication or anything. mainly because she's indoor
only. her pic is visible on the website in my .sig. it's in the "all about
me" section of the index. :-)
--Chris AOL/AIM--pelzo63
http://members.aol.com/pelzo63/welcome.html
she's got 5 lives left, btw.
The Kitty Taco! We've used it with our cats and they didn't hold a grudge
for more than a few hours afterwards.
Our Sad Cat stories are usually too sad to share; they all involve some
country-boy with a shotgun and/or a pickup taking target practice. My wife
grew up in a town where the locals swerve to hit the cat. She was *most* put
out to learn that it had happened to ours.
Rob
I've done exactly that, but the next problem was getting the cat to
*swallow*. Yep. Pills. And they always knew WHY you were picking them
up with that towel. It works fine with liquid medication or something
external (like something for ear mites). The vet said they use a tube
but they wouldn't recommend *I* do it.
Tammy
: I've done exactly that, but the next problem was getting the cat to
: *swallow*. Yep. Pills. And they always knew WHY you were picking them
: up with that towel. It works fine with liquid medication or something
: external (like something for ear mites). The vet said they use a tube
: but they wouldn't recommend *I* do it.
Ahhh, pills. The trick here, other than sheer luck, is to pry the mouth open,
carefully, and drop the pill as far back as you can. Quickly, start rubbing
the cat's throat. Induces a swallowing reflex. As with cats, this is not 100%
effective, but seems to help. I too have many cat stories. Thanks for sharing
yours, Joe.
Ron
Why are cats always referred to as "she" and "her"? I own three, and
only one of them is a girl, yet even after repeated reminders my friends
still refer to all of them in the feminine sense.
--
Lee Hutchinson
pokr...@texas.net
http://pokrface.home.texas.net
"It's a hundred and six miles to Chicago; we got a full tank of gas,
half-a-pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses."
"Hit it."
They make a device which is essentially a "pill injector" which is
essentially a long plastic tube with a rubber pill gripper at one and
and a plunger like button at the other which will push the pill out of
the gripper. This lets you get the pill back into the cat's throat
without getting your fingers between the teeth. My wife got ours from
the vet. She said it is called a "Pet Piller" or something like that.
The towel, two people, and throat rubbing are still strongly
recommended.
I am convinced that whomever thought up the idea of giving cats pills
has never owned one. Pills that cause the cat to foam at the mouth
when they hit saliva are also barrels of fun...
John Morrow
(My cat Thelonius is a mere 11.....)
--Jon, N9RUJ jnie...@calvin.edu www.calvin.edu/~jnieho38
`finger jnie...@calvin.edu` for geek code block.
Emacs might be thought of as a thermonuclear word processor.
--Neal Stephenson
Iva
cindy
Because cats are vain, don't tell you what they're thinking, but expect
you to know it, and throw tantrums for no reason. Also, because they
wiggle when they walk.
--
-John W. Kennedy
-rri...@ibm.net
Compact is becoming contract
Man only earns and pays. -- Charles Williams
And wait until the cat licks its nose--that's a sure sign that the pill has
gone down.
Ron of that ilk.
>l-app...@mindspring.com wrote:
>
>>There is a simple "trick" you can try to over come this problem ... get
>>a bath towel, throw it over the cat, scoop her up inside the towel and
>>wrap the towel around her body, immobilizing her legs.
>
>then, you retrieve the pill from the proch, board up the broken window, write
>"buy new towels" on the shopping list, apply first aid to your wounds, find the
>cat, and try again. <g>
>
>i have a cat as well, CHiPs, a 7 year old large orange one. luckily, i've
>never had to give her any medication or anything. mainly because she's indoor
>only. her pic is visible on the website in my .sig. it's in the "all about
>me" section of the index. :-)
For pills, I hold him still and just slip my fingers at the corner of
the mouth to slowly pry it open and pop it in. For liquids you just
squirt it on the exposed teeth and they'll lick it off themselves.
You them just release and stroke the bottom of their mouths and they
will swallow it. Release them on the ground so they can zip off and
not hurt you. I usually just set the medication on the ground and
sit on the ground and apply it and them set them down. This means
I don't have to deal with any jumping action. If they are real bad
you can use one hand to hold their lower feet together and that arm
to cradle them in something like the towel and use the other to ply
the mouth and put in the medication. It's abit tricky but you can
do it. With two people it's very easy to do but I'm usually stuck
doing it myself. Well, I didn't get any sleep so I better be quiet
before I make a fool of myself.