Wednesday, March 9, 2016

It's a Boy!



For the past couple of days the cat had been sneezing and choking on her food, so I took her to the vet. It was time anyway, as I figured a year had passed and she needed to get vaccinated for whatever it is cats get vaccinated for. I know nothing about cats.

I was rather worried that perhaps I'd put off the vaccines too long. Maybe the vet would say, "You are a horrible, evil person; if only you'd bothered to come last month. But now, thanks to your lassitude, your cat has rabies, AIDS, and pneumonia."

The vet took her temp, listened to her heart and lungs, checked her ears and paws, asked if I'd given her flea preparations (yes), then picked her up and hugged her and asked, "What's his name?"

"His?"

"His name."

"Uhm, it's ..."

"Yes?"

"Billy. His name is Billy."

And the vet and her vet intern looked like they'd heard worse. 

Then they showed me how to give Billy his pills for the next seven days. Tilt the head back and the mouth opens naturally, so pop it down the gullet.

I suppose now I have to retire certain nicknames  -- Swiss Miss, Miss Peepers, and Sweet Girl. Though Jujube swings both ways, in my opinion.

Back home, I broke it to Albert that his best girl is actually his best boy. He doesn't seem to have a problem with that. 

27 comments:

  1. Albert is so laid back as well as forgiving... so I'm not surprised.. btw when u jack open his mouth ( his mouth will not open willingly, believe me) be sure to rub his throat while the pill is in his mouth. the rubbing will help him swallow... (reflex)... oh, Albert probably knew Billy was a dude...

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  2. Thank you for the advice! I may check back with you if I have a problem tomorrow. (Albert is pretty gender-neutral. I always thought one day he'd lift his leg to pee, but no, not going to happen.)

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  3. Ha! Your vet failed to mention that cats don't like getting pills...

    https://youtu.be/BECPm-LDLFc

    I've tried everything on the list! Well...almost!!!

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  4. I love my kitties...but when it comes to meds...I'm greatful there are two of us to tackle it!!! (Literally!)

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  5. Albert's a very cool dude and Billy is a GORGEOUS cat!!!

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    1. You should see Billy play Whack-a-Mole. Albert's the mole.

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  6. I once had a cat named Trapper (Billy would have been more original). Trapper needed a daily pill. I had to stick the pill on my finger and stick my finger down his throat. He got used to it, but I never did.

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  7. You were very good at covering up your error at the vet's. Was Billy a spur of the moment choice? Not bad, not bad. At the Pasadena Humane Society they gave me no notice about a name so I said James, and that's what they have him down as. But he soon let me know he wasn't my butler, and asked me to call him Teddy instead. Ginger cats are almost always male, it's one of those genetically linked things, but Dr. Vanderhoof never got it, and kept calling my big boy 'she.'

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  8. Yes, spur of the moment. Teddy's a great name. As for the pill-finger trick, I'll try that tomorrow. He wouldn't take it wrapped in food, and wasn't amused by my pry-the-jaw open move.

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  9. Hi Karin, I am glad you post!
    Billy looks beautiful and I like his name too!

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  10. I always thought Billy was a he; I'm pretty sure that when his name was Cat, I referred to Cat as "him". Vets sell a long skinny thing that I called a cat piller, or they used to anyway; you put the pill between a couple of little soft fingers, stick it in the cat's mouth and push the plunger 8" away from those ferociously sharp teeth. Here's a link for one on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Kruuse-Buster-Pill-Tablet-Syringe/dp/B007RQQKWC/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1457642998&sr=8-1&keywords=cat+pill+popper and there are other similar items. Your fingers will thank you.

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  11. Food is becoming an issue, because Billy has to take the pill with food. I bought lots of different meals, and first presented him with the tuna. Ew, gross he said. So then I tried the French pot roast with truffles, and he tucked in. Next morning I dished out the pot roast, and he was like, gross -- where's my tuna meal? So different from dogs. Every morning, Albert says, "TJ's lamb with rice? How did you know? That's my favorite!" Something he also says every evening.

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  12. Welcome to the world of cats! There's a reason the cat food aisle has thousands of different flavors! Now he feels more assured that he can stay with you, he's getting choosier. If he's really resisting the pills, you can swaddle him in a towel, leaving only the head poking out, like a straight jacket, and then pry the mouth open. Or you could go back to the vet and get a liquid antibiotic instead. Is it cat flu? Those sniffles go away pretty quickly with the meds.

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  13. Told ya so! But did you have to name him after a goat? Bellis is right on with the swaddle and pry, but you don't pry from the front. You use your fourth finger and thumb to apply pressure on the jaw hinge which forces the mouth open. Then you poke the pill way back and down the throat. This works at least once. Perhaps you should try inserting the pill into a live mouse before administering. Instructions will follow.

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  14. No mice, please; anything but mice. We'll get through this.

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  15. Hey, Albert is an enlightened and open minded cat.

    I know all about giving pills to cats. We have four cats, two of the will not swallow a pill. We have to give one of our cats two injections a day. It sounds bad, but it is much easier than trying to give him a pill.

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  16. Just make sure you rub the throat after you have put the pill in as far back as possible. Our cat would wait until you walked away and then spit the pill across the room! They are smart!

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  17. Our orange stray pulled the same trick with us ~ but we covered all our bases with "Leo" for Leona OR Leonard. Turned out to be a male, which I also learned later is almost always true. I vote for Jujube. Good luck with the pills - nothing worked with Leo except opening his mouth at the "hinge" and popping the pill back as far as I could and holding his mouth closed until he swallowed. No fun but for their own good.

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  18. Cat is smart, so every pill-day is getting a little more difficult. You know, with a dog, you can wrap a one-pound pill in peanut butter, and mission accomplished.

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  19. State your case and reason with him because that always works so well with cats.

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  20. There was an orange stray called Sassy around here when I moved here and we eventually adopted each other. Same as you, the vet told me that she was a he. I never got used to it and couldn't call her anything but Sassy for the rest of her life.

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  21. Yes, it is an egret, Karin. In Portuguese is named "garça".
    Good weekend!

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  22. After the struggle, be sure to reward him with a special treat [OK, you can skip the live mouse, but he would like it] to let him know he is a Very Good Cat and that you love him. Then go mop up the blood from your arms with soap and antiseptic to avoid cat scratch/bite infection. But cats, especially male ginger ones, are really wonderful friends. You are the Chosen One for a good reason.

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  23. Hello, Billy !! Best of British with the pills. Oodles of sound suggestions precede me. Ella is on a long term tab once every 3 days and it's only a half tabbie. That's the only reason I'm glad for the insanity I set myself up for by hand-feeding her breakfast and dinner. I surgically dissect the exact-right piece of kangaroo steak to the halfway point, place the half-pill there, fold the flap back down, feed it to her from the uncut edge first to hopefully better hide any trace smells of pill, wait til she's 'got going' first with another two pieces {any more than that and she might have hade elegant sufficiency before I get to 'the money shot'}, then most often, we get the contaminated piece eaten. If not, I carefully lie another bigger juicy piece on top to keep it tender for the next attempt when she indicates it's time for another feed. I wonder where my days go. If ever she needs an antibiotic, I pay extra and have the injection !! x0 PS: Albert is such a love.

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    1. Kangaroo steak! That's what I'm missing.

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  24. I'm checking to see how your cat is and if you have survived the ordeal.

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