Wednesday, April 16, 2008
I know deep down you wish that on my shoe was mud. But it ain't. It's POOP. Cat poop. A whole lot of kitty crap. I was laying in bed the other night, and out of NO WHERE, the over whelming smell of poop engulfs me. I jumped out of bed, and immediately thought "One of those $%!!@## animals took a sh%t in my house". Little did I know I was about to encounter a crap attack. My freaking cat had managed to leap, bounce, roll, flip around the house with poop flying out of it's butt. There was poop every where. I kid you not. Poop on walls, all over my carpet, kitchen floor, bathroom floor, the doors, hanging coats, my shoes. I about lost it. I grabbed the closest cat, who was hiding in the closet, and found poop all over him. I threw him out the door, thus ending his reign of indoor-cat only. Then. Then, I got to work. I scrubbed, scrubbed, scrubbed, and disinfected, disinfected, disinfected, disinfected, and cleaned the carpets until, alas, there was no more sign of the doo-doo war that just took place in my house.
What about the cat, you ask? I wasn't kidding when I said he lost house privileges. He's out-ward bound now. Adjusting slowly, he is. Except he had a run in with the stray toms that run the neighborhood at night. Which nicely brings me to my next picture, which is a bottle of penicillin and a syringe/needle.
A while back, our other outdoor cat got into a cat fight and ended up with a HUGE abscess on her head. An abscess is a large pus filled lump. I took the kitty into the vets, and they quoted me TWO HUNDRED dollars to shave, drain, clean the abscess - plus a round of meds. Well, to make a long story short, I decided I would moonlight as a vet tech and take care of the damn cat myself. With a little research and a great farmers store (IFA) I rounded up the supplies and got to work. Betweens fits of gagging I managed to get the job done and taught myself how to inject a cat with antibiotics. A few days and eight bucks later, the cat was good to go.
Now, with Jake, the crap flinging cat, I'm able to treat his small cut now, which will prevent him from getting an abscess in the future. So 5 shots in 5 days, and another saved TWO HUNDRED dollars.
If that isn't being resourceful, I don't know what is. And I might add, I give a pretty mean shot.
* I am still sane with all three children at home. We are still spring-breakin-it up. We managed to feed the ducks, yesterday, during a storm, and enjoyed being pelted in the face with flying bread. We'll pick a more suitable weather day next time. Our shopping trip was a delightful (gasp) success, and tomorrow.... tomorrow we are going to the CARNIVAL (can you believe my luck, it's a mile from my house) and Friday.... Friday we go to the zoo. Bring it on, people..... Bring.It.On.