Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Poop's Ahoy!


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.

Mmmmwwwwaaaaaaaaaahahahahahaha!



* 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.

Woot!

14 comments:

just jamie said...

I'm eating my oatmeal right now...
gag.

:)

linda said...

Cat poop everywhere...lovely! You poor thing. It sounds like EVERYTHING needed a thorough cleaning after Jake got done with the house.

That's the good thing about our Jake (our dog)...he's little and so picking up his poop is like picking up tootsie rolls.

Sounds like your spring break with the little ones has been a success! Have fun at the carnival and the zoo! We'll want to hear all about it...and with pictures too of course!

Kami said...

GROSS times 10000!

I would have thrown the little bugger out too!

Amy said...

That cat would make me insane! =)

Lynell said...

I am so incredibly impressed with your resourcefulness. You are amazing. You need to go buy something wonderful with the money that you saved. Ü

Cecily R said...

Okay, Misty, EWWWWW!!!!! What has blogging made us become? Two years ago I would have never even THOUGHT about taking a picture of cat poo on my shoe (heh, I am SO a poet), and now I guarantee I would have grabbed my camera for future blog posts too!!!

Glad you are surviving the break. Has is snowed two out of the three days this week where you are too???

Misty said...

In my defense.... that picture was taken the next morning.... I had just missed that particular doo-doo spray.... but I agree..... blogging has consumed me..... MMMwwwwaaaaahahahahahahah. Ok... not really... but still.....

Klin said...

I probably would have thrown up, thus adding to the mess. Ugh. Out with the poop flinging cat.

However, reading this did make me laugh. A lot. Hope that's okay with you all.

Better get the shoe clean before the zoo. It should be nice Friday.

Lindsey said...

Very resourceful you are. The story somewhat grossed me out. Just Kidding. You can't scare me I've got two kids:) Glad you are having a FULL o' fun week.

Rhonda said...

All right Misty, I am laughing so hard over the whole cat thing... YUCK! I am NOT a cat person, but did blog once on "Dog People" and how the vet can cost an arm and a leg. We had to shell out hundreds last November when Tessa got Lymes disease.

That really stinks when you have no choice. At least you "sucked it up" and did it yourself.

Good job!

Charity said...

you make me crack up lol. oh my lol

Christine said...

And how exactly is it that you are still sane? I would have lost it for sure! Maybe that is why we don't have indooor pets.

Marie said...

It's horrible when our pets are sick. Our Jess had severe diarrhea a couple of months ago and we ended up having to take her to the vet after the second day of it. Poor thing. She ended up with an inflamed intestinal tract and had to go on antibiotics, have special water to drink, and after her 24 hour fast, special food to eat. Cost us a mitt full. I don't know what I'd do if she got really really sick. We would not have the finances to cope with that. :-(

Mary said...

Holy crap! (No pun intended!)
Sick animals are the worst! Our first dog had the WEAKEST stomach ever! He was always either puking or a$$-ploding! Our current dog has a stomach like a rock! (knock on wood!)
I would never be able to do the shots. I'm impressed! We minded my MIL's dog and it had to get insulin shots. I just couldn't do it! I was only good for holding her down while hubby injected.