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Cats and dog update.

Posted Monday, January 11, 2010, at 6:24 PM

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Pita, Big Boy, Sable and BW.
First the family of drop-off cats, they have come through what we hope is the coldest nights of the year and done well. We put an extra blanket over the plastic house we put down there, but I am not at all sure they stay in it. Every morning they are there to greet me, but some are sitting together on the old recliner and appear to have been there most of the night.

I can not remember if I have mentioned that they have interesting rituals. At least three of them will head off into the woods a little bit to go potty before coming to eat. This morning Sable was not happy until she had tried three different spots.

Someone else is bring them food, which I am sure they welcome. I know this because they bring a different brand of dry food and one day I found all the dished stacked up within each other. Unless these cats have really progressed with their tidiness, this was not their doing. This morning I thought of leaving a note to introduce myself to the other benefactors. I might do that tomorrow.

Now to our stray dog Pita. I was afraid I was going to have to tell you we had her put to sleep this morning, but that will not be the case. Thursday she started trying to find grass to eat and throw up. She mostly found my plants in the greenhouse, but that was not unusual. I found one ivy plant totally split apart with roots bare (very bare)

Something she ate either got stuck or caused her to get sick. She kept tensing as if she was trying to throw up, but nothing was being produced. She stopped eating and by Saturday was starting to get weak. As to be expected, it was on the weekend so only emergency vet care was available. I swore I would not spend our money with a operation so her future did not look good.

I decided to check the internet and found some advice to try feeding her chicken broth by using a turkey basting syringe. They said that sometimes this would give the dog enough desire to start eating again. I did this Saturday afternoon and evening but she was not too pleased with my doctoring.

Sunday morning I mashed some canned cat food into the chicken broth to make a loose paste. Yum, yum. She seemed to pay a little attention to it and licked the dish. By this time we were looking for any signs of improvement and we took this as promising. Sunday afternoon she actually licked up more and by Sunday evening she was eating a spoonful.

It was still not enough to sustain her so we went to bed expecting to visit the vet early this morning. This morning, 'Katie bar the door', she was hungry! (Anyone know where that saying come from?) I gave her about a cup of canned food and she gobbled it down. The trip was postponed. By mid morning she was eating dry food again and ready to go.

I informed Debbi of the good news and bad news. The good was Pita was back to normal. The bad news was Pita was back to normal, starting to chew on things that were not hers and chasing her buddy, Sammy the cat.


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Let me know when our next meeting is and I'll bring some retired jugs and some unflavored Pedialyte.

It sounds as if your Pita-pup lucked out by not ingesting toooo bad a mistake and by having a terrific Intensive Care staff.

(No telling what showed up in her potty products.)

I've been personally acquainted with critters that ate a lightbulb,a whole turkey carcass,a set of thermal underwear,a screendoorful of June bugs and half a potting shed.

They lived. Some avoided the vet's and some of their humans avoided mental and financial breakdowns.

Pita will probably outgrow this stage soon.

For now,she may try to swallow some anti-freeze-while it's still in the van.

(As for "Katie,bar the door",it may refer to one Catherine Douglas who attempted to shield King James the First by using her own arm to secure a door that had no wood or iron bar to lock it.

The mob outside slew the king but had to break her arm as well as the door to do it.

She was rewarded for her bravery and given a new surname that her descendants use to this day.

Sir Walter Scott,Dante Gabriel Rosetti and James Whitcomb Riley were familiar enough with her story to recount it or allude to it as a warning of impending trouble.

[From Rosetti's 'The King's Tragedy' published in 1881]

"Like iron felt my arm, as through

The staple I made it pass:-

Alack! it was flesh and bone - no more!

'Twas Catherine Douglas sprang to the door,

But I fell back Kate Barlass."

Since then,when facing a great or insurmountable peril,one cries out for people to be prepared in the hopes that someone,at least,as brave as the courageous Katie can be summoned to ward off the danger foreseen,albeit,with more success.

Nowadays,we'd still urge Katie to lock the door against intruders but we'd probably ask her to get her Metal Storm,XM25,AR-15 and AK-47 ready while we saved her a place in the safe room.

It helps if trouble can be *prevented* and the enemy isn't at the gates with the whites of his eyes showing before one takes action.)

-- Posted by quantumcat on Mon, Jan 11, 2010, at 8:21 PM

We had a Doberman-Great Dane mix that ate the entire seat off my brother's motorcycle. He lived, but only because I hid him from my brother!

-- Posted by MotherMayhem on Tue, Jan 12, 2010, at 7:55 AM

Interesting QC. Thanks.

MM, I have felt the same way about Pita at times. She ran faster than me, but until she got sick, I was ready to tie her to a tree, by the neck, and maybe 10 feet up in the tree.

After she got sick, I thought it was my justification to take her to be put down, but a little voice inside me said, "Pita is one of my creatures and you have been entrusted in caring for her".

Drat! I could not ask for forgiveness any more, I had been told what to do. Now that she is feeling better, I'm not feeling better as I see the mischief she has been into last. She is now Royal PITA. Remember, her name is an acronym for something less appropriate.

Anyway, now I guess I have to get her fixed and shots, not shot.

-- Posted by stevemills on Tue, Jan 12, 2010, at 9:37 AM

If it is something you think the must throw up and they won't or can't a tsp. of peroxide will make them sick. You can also give them gatorade and pedialite if week. My dog has acid reflux and takes Prilosec. They have or can have most anything a human does.

-- Posted by Thatsmystory on Tue, Jan 12, 2010, at 11:00 AM

Acid reflux? How is that determined in a dog?

Had not thought about Gatorade. Does Pedialyte have an expiration?

-- Posted by stevemills on Tue, Jan 12, 2010, at 2:37 PM

We always keep ipecac in the medicine cabinet. When we were living in Alabama, a "neighbor" tried to poison our puppy with rat poison rolled up in a bologna slice. The symptoms were very similar. We got the ipecac down her in time and she had no lasting damage.

-- Posted by MotherMayhem on Tue, Jan 12, 2010, at 3:01 PM

I would not be surprised that she ate a plant and got sick. I don't have any that I know are poisonous, but she tore through a number of them recently. Maybe they added up.

-- Posted by stevemills on Tue, Jan 12, 2010, at 9:08 PM

Steve: here is a referance to Katie bar the Door.

http://www.worldwidewords.org/qa/qa-kat1...

-- Posted by 4fabfelines on Thu, Jan 14, 2010, at 9:05 AM

That's a lot of reading. I better watch out when I ask a question like that again.

I would tend to think the Catherine Douglas story has the most merit.

-- Posted by stevemills on Thu, Jan 14, 2010, at 7:43 PM

By the way, Pita made her first trip to the vet today. She is about 4 months old and already 38+ pounds. They expect her to double in weight by maturity.

Great, we found a horse! Maybe that is why she is eating my plants.

When I put her in the truck, I made the mistake of putting her in the drivers seat and thought she would move over. Wrong!

I had to carry her around to the passenger seat and she sat looking at me all the way with a sad look. I think she was expecting to be dumped again. To help her relax, one of our other dogs came with us, but I don't think she cared.

When we got their a baby goat was in the waiting room. Pita was 3-4 times her size, but grumbled about sharing the floor.

She sat calmly through her exam and shots with no problem and when it came time to leave, she did not want to go. Again, I think she was afraid of being dumped.

I opened the door at home and she refused to turn around and look out the door until the cat she loves to slobber on jumped up in the cab. She perked up like, "Hey, I'm home" and slowly slid out the door.

-- Posted by stevemills on Thu, Jan 14, 2010, at 7:54 PM


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Steve Mills and his wife have one daughter and live on a farm outside of Bell Buckle. They previously owned two coffee/ice cream shops, currently operate an internet sales company and teach classes, but his primary job involves the paper industry worldwide. Hobbies and interests lie in gardening, photography, recorded music and of course, their pets.