American Elephants

Adventures with Cats, as Promised. by The Elephant's Child
February 24, 2018, 7:49 pm
Filed under: Domestic Policy, Health Care, Heartwarming, History, Humor | Tags: , ,

I have two cats. They are indoor cats. Our neighborhood is a wooded Seattle suburb, with streams and parks and a botanical garden, which means that we have coyotes, racoons, owls and other wildlife dangerous to cats, not to mention cars. We have a deck, sunny most of the year, where they can safely go outside. One is a black and white Tuxedo cat named Scarlett, after Scarlett O’Hara who was adored by men who were captivated by her charm, but a bitch underneath, and she rules the roost. The other is a grey and silver cat with a white chest and paws in an indescribable color mixture, larger than Scarlett. but completely cowed. Pretty though. Both female. The latter is Sabrina, because she came with that name. Sabrina had to go to the vet on Thursday for her annual check-up, rabies shot and a rash all over her head and in her ears. Battery of usual tests. Drops for ears. $$$

Friday. Missing cat. Where is Sabrina? Combed the house, granted, it’s a fairly large house with too much stuff, but cannot find the cat. Searched the house again. The elephant did another thorough search. I did a thorough search. The elephant began to wonder if Sabrina got out when he took out the garbage on Thursday night. I searched the house again, looking for unusual hidey-holes. No cat. Colder than the proverbial whatever outside, will the missing cat freeze? The Elephant searched around the house, searched the shed, under the car, under the deck. Consulted the neighbors and searched around their houses. No cat.

We once had a cat who shot outside when I opened the front door and disappeared. Never saw him again, presumably a victim of wildlife. We belong to a neighborhood online message board. Put in an urgent cry “Lost Cat”. Many neighbors responded, nobody had seen a cat, but kind wishes for her safe return. Have a full-length mirror in one corner of the spare bedroom. Hours pass, gets dark. Frantic. Lo and behold — there she is, curled up, hiding in the corner behind the mirror. Responded to kind neighbors, thanks for good wishes, Cat found.

Found cat falls over, cannot walk straight, eyes all squiggly. Aaagh! Late and very cold. Vet long since gone home. Call the emergency vet and take the cat right in. Problem is with ears, may have a punctured ear-drum or just  overenthusiastic ear cleaning. Prescribes Dramamine for the inner ear problem which  causes the falls and drunken sailor stagger. Elephant returns with Sabrina, heads to 24-hr pharmacy for Dramamine. $$$  Have to chop people pills down to size for cat. Cat’s eyes all darting uncontrollably back and forth, she can’t walk right, falls over. Goes to sleep in kitty litter, thankfully, clean. Kind neighbors thank us for thanks. One offers that they lost their cat for 2 days and eventually found her hiding in the garage — because CAT.  That pretty much sums it up.

Both cats get medicine in pill-shooter, followed with syringe of water. Each must avoid the other’s food. Scarlett is fine, gaining weight and cannot get enough to eat. Sabrina asleep in a basket in a large box. Eyes better, ear medicine 2x a day, Dramamine 2x day. So far, so good. But must eat, and won’t.

This will be deeply uninteresting to those who have no pets, or only a dog. I have always had pets, multiple. When I was born, my parents got a new puppy, half St.Bernard, half Great Pyrenees. We were inseparable. He was followed by more St.Bernards, bunnies at Easter, a spaniel/shepherd mix, multiple cats, a relay racehorse, who departed quickly when she ran away with me when she tried to outrun a logging truck, and was replaced by a more amenable steed, two Shelties, a Siamese cat, and a beloved Lab. Adventures with animals. If you have no pets, you don’t know what you’re missing.


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Two year old, screaming, then sees Scarlet:
“Waaaahhh! Wwaaaaaah! Waaaaa— ooh, KITTY! Pretty kitty.”
“Her name is Scarlet.”
“Skaw-wet is pretty. Waaaaaahhh! Waaaaah! Waaaaah!”

(Elf and I both cracked up.)

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Comment by Foxfier

LOL. I remember that stage well. You have your hands full, but it will pass. The “Terrible Twos.”

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Comment by The Elephant's Child

Oh, she’s been a lovely drama-queen since she was about one and a half– we’re cursed with beautiful, intelligent, very strong willed children. One might even say pig headed, if that wasn’t a bit of a slight to the pigs.

And they’re much better at reading people than I’d expect, given their parents!

Assuming we all survive, it’ll be awesome!

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