Veterinarians. The people we entrust with our pets health in good times and in bad. While I truly believe veterinarians do the best they can, given what they have been taught and believe, and really do care about our pets, I also know that at the end of the day, they are only human, and as humans, not above making errors or being influenced by money. Blindly following them (sometimes against your gut feeling) without question can be detrimental to your pet’s health and/or your wallet, as I’ve experienced first hand on a few occasions.
If you’ve never heard of Cytauxzoonosis aka Bobcat Fever, it’s time to become familiar. As one of the most deadly diseases to affect cats that you’ve probably never heard of, it is well worth your time to know the details. Knowing them could mean the difference between life and death for your cat.
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.
A few months ago, I thought I was going to be adding a 7th cat to the crew and an 11th furry family member. It apparently wasn’t meant to be, but that doesn’t stop me from wondering and worrying if the little guy/girl is ok out there wherever he/she ended up.
This, my friends, is my official ‘Critter Catcher and Releaser Pitcher’. As you can see in the picture, thanks to Sissy, it is currently holding a baby field mouse. On average, I have to use this pitcher 1-2x a month to catch an escaped mouse, or other small critter that one of the six cats decides to bring inside, for what I’m really beginning to think is for bragging rights. Why else would you bring your catch in the house to have it be taken away by someone else or from your unhappy owner whose policy on the subject is ‘No’.
Most weeks are relatively quiet, until they’re not. This is one of those ‘not’ weeks. Wednesday night, Rosie decided to bring her late night dinner into the house. Fun non-fact, birds have approximately 35,0000 feathers. You can see that post/mess here: Excitement on Wednesday night
Today, I looked out to find a pleasant surprise…
Having ten cats and dogs brings a lot of excitement to the place. What they don’t create on their own, is made up by other yahoo’s that have included raccoons, opossums, skunks and even an armadillo once, that wander into the yard. On this particular night, it was one of my own causing the excitement.