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Getting the cat to the vet
David In Indy:
--- Quote from: Sheriff Roland on September 18, 2009, 08:27:19 am ---
photo taken 09-07-09
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Awww! What a cute and handsome cat he is! I love Tache! :-*
Roland, I fight with Oreo every single time I take him out. It does not matter where he's going. He's an indoor cat and the outside scares him. When he sees the carrier he knows he's going out of the house and a fight ensues. I usually end up getting scratched, bit and hissed at repeatedly. The only thing that seems to help calm him down a LITTLE is when I throw his dish rag into the cage first. He WANTS that rag and so it seems to work as some sort of compromise.
So I'm sorry I couldn't offer you any advice, except for perhaps placing a toy in there first and see if he goes for it. :-\
Kelda:
catnip.. (hash for cats!) it'll chill him out and make him not worry to much dude!!
Sheriff Roland:
Well Tache's first visit to the vet was (almost) uneventful. He likes the cage. Still goes in to eat. The doctor found him to be quite sociable, even purring quite a lot with both Bryan and me there.
The only incident occured when transfering between two busses at a major intersection on our way back. As we were about to board the second bus, the cage door came open (only one latch - Tache's weight probably shifted to the front of the cage spilling him out of it). He went running accross the street (in the same direction as the traffic, thank goodness) and kept running for the better part of a block, after which he darted into (slow moving) traffic. He finally settled under a car, I told the driver my cat was under it, they stopped the car and within a few seconds he was back in Bryans hands. The whole event lasted less than two minutes.
bailey1205:
--- Quote from: Sheriff Roland on September 19, 2009, 07:22:09 pm ---Well Tache's first visit to the vet was (almost) uneventful. He likes the cage. Still goes in to eat. The doctor found him to be quite sociable, even purring quite a lot with both Bryan and me there.
The only incident occured when transfering between two busses at a major intersection on our way back. As we were about to board the second bus, the cage door came open (only one latch - Tache's weight probably shifted to the front of the cage spilling him out of it). He went running accross the street (in the same direction as the traffic, thank goodness) and kept running for the better part of a block, after which he darted into (slow moving) traffic. He finally settled under a car, I told the driver my cat was under it, they stopped the car and within a few seconds he was back in Bryans hands. The whole event lasted less than two minutes.
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OMG Roland. That had to be scary as hell.
I'm glad you were able to catch him.
delalluvia:
--- Quote from: Sheriff Roland on September 19, 2009, 07:22:09 pm ---Well Tache's first visit to the vet was (almost) uneventful. He likes the cage. Still goes in to eat. The doctor found him to be quite sociable, even purring quite a lot with both Bryan and me there.
The only incident occured when transfering between two busses at a major intersection on our way back. As we were about to board the second bus, the cage door came open (only one latch - Tache's weight probably shifted to the front of the cage spilling him out of it). He went running accross the street (in the same direction as the traffic, thank goodness) and kept running for the better part of a block, after which he darted into (slow moving) traffic. He finally settled under a car, I told the driver my cat was under it, they stopped the car and within a few seconds he was back in Bryans hands. The whole event lasted less than two minutes.
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Ye gods. That's enough for gray hair. Very very lucky recovery. Cats do have 9 lives.
Last time one of my cats made an escape, it was out my front door while I had both hands full of groceries. Like your cat, my cat's first break intended to lose me. She went down the stairs, turned right, ran to the next corner of buildings. turned right again, took an immediate left and hid under some hedges. If I hadn't dropped my groceries and just ran after her, I would have immediately lost her, having no idea which direction she went.
Animals never do what you want. When I was a kid, we took our family dog - which was strictly a leash dog - down to the river bottoms. We thought he'd enjoy a run around some wild areas, several hundred acres or so of open spaces. Instead, the stupid dog does a 180, heads down the dike and straight into traffic, chasing cars, barking and almost getting run over 2-3 times.
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