How to train a cat

When I took in my first rescue cat, KK, I really didn’t know exactly what I was getting into.  All the previous cats I’d ever been around as a kid had been outdoor barn cats, so acclimating one to indoor living was new to me.  Indoor living was also apparently new to KK as well, given how determined he was to go outside whenever he wanted.  As I found in my experience with KK and all my subsequent cats, you have to train a cat, just like a dog, to follow rules and learn what is and isn’t allowed in the home for it to be a happy and harmonious place.

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Why my cats and dogs don’t wear collars

If you follow Saving Cats, Dogs and Cash on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/savingscatsanddogswhilesavingcash/), or have noticed in the pictures I share here on my blog featuring stories about my cats and dogs, you may notice that they don’t wear collars.  The reason is that when I was a kid, our dogs did wear them.  One incident with a collar has kind of traumatized me for life and is always in the back of my mind with my own pets.  It may or may not apply to you and your situation, but I wanted to share this story, if nothing else, to at least bring attention to the matter to maybe help someone else out there avoid having a similar incident.

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The cats, the dogs, and the potty doorbell

It had been years since I’d had to house train a dog, so when I took Ruby in, I’d hoped it would be as easy as I’d remembered.  It wasn’t.  Being glued to a computer working while trying to watch a sneaky little pup, was stressful and taking longer to train than I needed it to.  I honestly don’t remember how I came across the potty doorbell, whether by chance or what, but I did and I liked what I was reading in the reviews.  After a month of struggling to get Ruby trained to no longer use my house as her personal bathroom, I thought I’d found the solution to the quickest path to the goal.  Those reviews just failed to mention one thing. Read more

How I cured my cat’s chronic diarrhea

When I take in a rescue, it usually doesn’t take too long to figure out why they were dumped or abandoned. Usually, with the dogs, it’s because they are in that pup or young adult stage, where they are no longer a cute little puppy, but instead, an energetic ball of mischief. With my cats, it’s been just the fact that someone apparently didn’t want three kittens, or wanted rid of their or someone else’s cat, or in some cases with either of them, the owner possibly just didn’t care enough to look very hard for their missing cat or dog.  In Julien’s case, it was probably because his previous owner was tired of his diarrhea and the mess it was causing.

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I used to be a ‘dog person’. Until a cat changed that.

I admit it.  I used to just be a ‘dog person’.  Sure, I’d grown up with dogs AND cats, but they were mostly barn cats that did their own thing, and aside from playing with the half-wild kittens when they were still young enough to handle, there wasn’t a whole lot of interaction.  They were kind of typical cats.  They did their thing and us humans did ours.  It wasn’t that I didn’t like cats, I’d just never been as close to a cat as I had my dogs.   That give-or-take-them mentality followed me into adulthood, until five years ago this week, when a little orange and cream swirled cat forever changed how I feel about cats.

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