Posted on 10/25/2020 9:14:09 AM PDT by Diana in Wisconsin
The eyes thing is called heterochromia. Cats with heterochromia tend to be deaf on the side with the blue eye. David Bowie also had heterochromia, as it occurs in humans as well.
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“Taming a feral kitten can be hit or miss.”
In 2011 we took in three ferals who were three months old (per the vet). We’d never done it before. We contacted a group, “Feral Friends”, and they said, “You’ll never tame them; they’re too old.” Well, they’re way more loving and clingy than the others.
A year later we brought in their mother (we had done TNR on her after bringing in the kittens). She loves being petted, and she snuggles up to you — but don’t even think about picking her up. When we moved to a new house in 2016 it was quite the circus trying to get her into a carrier.
” vomited often; it became worse and more frequent. She began losing weight; it obviously distressed her to feel so poorly.”
One of our ferals started doing this about a year after we rescued her. She’d vomit once or twice a day — each episode was preceded with a chilling shriek. She was scrawny, and you could tell she was in pain the way she sat hunched over with pain in her eyes.
We gave her prednisolone (compounded with a chicken flavor) every day in her canned food, and it helped for a while, then I guess she built up a tolerance and then it was start over.
Another vet tried a shot of Kenalog, and it was amazing. She stopped vomiting daily but at a certain point — about a month after the shot — it would happen again. So we’d take her for another shot, and she’d be good for a while. Time between visits grew longer.
She gained weight, her coat got gorgeous, and her personality totally changed. I checked the calendar, and her last shot was in FEBRUARY — so 8 months of healthy kitty! (Knock wood.)
Not true. I'm with you on that one.
I just finished feeding my six feral cats in the garage, 5 a.m. here and three below zero.
I haven't yet fed my biggest and (at 12 years) oldest feral, who lives in the house and out, and is my best pal.
The "garage kitties," as they are known, are more or less tame, depending on which one, and they all have distinct personalities and singular patterns and routines.
One of them wants desperately to live in the house--she is the queen of the ferals--but of course some of that pipe dream would go up in smoke after a week or two relative confinement. Plus she triggers the hell out of my allergies.
Some of my ferals are shy, not to say paranoid, but most will at least stand a petting. What is remarkable about all of them is just how they do, after some time of being treated well, grow into decent and friendly sentient creatures.
“after some time of being treated well, grow into decent and friendly sentient creatures.”
One of the ferals which we were told we never could tame is extremely sentient.
After hip replacement surgery I slept in the guest room for about six weeks. Maris decided she was my nurse. Around bed time, she’d sit upright on the bed waiting for me to maneuver with the walker and slither in to bed. When I lied down, she’d come up and lie by my head and purr in my ear until I was seconds away from dropping off. Then she’d move down to the bottom of the bed to sleep.
That re-played each time I’d get up to use the bathroom, take meds, etc. She’d sit up, wait for me, purr me to sleep, and move to the bottom. She really wouldn’t leave me.
Leave the poor old cat, remove the fat bitch and/or bastard from the roster.
Leave the poor old cat, remove the fat bitch and/or bastard from the roster.
Prrrrfect!
Dog and cats, living together.
Love is blind!
On the list, please. π»πΎ
You have too much hate in you to watch where you step.
Sorry Miss PETA I grew up in a farm environment,we chopped heads off chickens, killed beef cattle and the list goes on.
Our cats had a job as did the dogs and before engines so did the horses for my grandpa’s, the animals were tools.
Sorry to burst you bubble
Added. I haven’t posted a video lately, but there’s still a number of them on here to see. Pay no mind to the other idiots around here who post garbage on these threads.
One of our feral rescues had a puking problem. Did it every day after letting out a loud screech. Vet gave us prednisone that we mixed with wet food every day and it worked for a couple years. Then it stopped. I guess she built up a resistance or something. Now she gets Kenalog shots and it’s wonderful. Sometimes a shot will last for three or four months, and sometimes a year. She’s happy and chubby.
I can tell when it’s wearing off, as she’ll sit hunched up and uncomfortable looking. The day the screech comes she goes to the vet.
Sorry, but that’s the “grew up in the ghetto without a father” argument which does not entitle you to come over to a animal lovers’ thread and cr@p all over other peoples’ joy.
Go back to sixth grade. Learn grammar and punctuation. Re-post and maybe someone can make some sense of what you’re trying to say. (Skimming it, I take it your gist is nasty; maybe on second thought, don’t re-post.)
Beautiful.
We had a white cat named Bowie who had the same thing.
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