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Alexandr

cute little kitty.

Our house cat (Felix) went missing for a day or so last week, and then returned, seemingly none the worse for wear and smiling like the cat that swallowed the canary - but declining to provide any information about where she had been.

Fr. Serge

Excuse me Fr Serge

you said

and then

me terribly confused

You're confused? Poor Felix probably "disappeared" to the kitty psychologist for a long session to figure out exactly what gender it really is.=^.^=

That's a bit scary. Most skunks will run away from humans unless they are cornered. But, then, there was the one that chased me out of the public park one morning. I was taught that only rabid skunks would be that aggressive. When I used to hunt small game, we'd shoot a skunk that was too friendly--can't be too careful.

BOB

Good point...I would have never picked up on that!

As for the 'cat' in the posting, those skunks are truly beautiful creatures..I have seen them around my house in New York many times, and smelled them in the area even more! I always think to myself, usually while driving, 'hmmm...burnt toast?!?!....NO--it is a SKUNK'!

One must have sprayed one time right below my second story bedroom window, because I awoke in the middle of the night to a somewhat burning sensation in my nasal passages, along with the requisite 'burnt toast' smell...or atleast that is what I think it smells like!

One time my sheltie got sprayed in the back yard. I ran out to a great crying and yelping on her part. Silly dog didn't have the smarts to keep quiet as I do when spotting a skunk..instead, she barked at it, and got hers...

The one spot where the spray was concentrated, on her cheek, took months and months to dissapate completely, despite many baths.

Alice

never yet met a skunk - but now I have some idea of how they smell - thanks Alice

ALICE:

I've been told that one should bathe with tomato juice--that's supposed to help get the spray and the scent off--whether the dog or oneself.

BOB

This could be a lost domestic skunk from the description.

Yes, there are actually people who have the scent gland removed and keep them as pets. I believe they even use litter boxes.

hawk

To clarify the situation - yes, Felix is a female. We named the kitten "Felix" before investigating - and by that time we had a written a theme-song "Felix, the Friendly Cat", so it seem a bit late to change her name to Felicia! It doesn't seem to disturb her.

Fr. Serge

hmmm if a female went wandering beware of the patter of wee kitty paws

Since Felix has been spayed, that would indeed be remarkable!

Fr. Serge

Felix, the church cat?

Bob,

We tried that...we tried everything...the odor did not trail with her, but when I would hug and kiss her ( ), the scent was still stubbornly imbedded for a couple of months.

In Christ,
Alice

ALICE:

I only have this second hand. Fortunately I've never been close enough to have to deal with this.

BOB

We once had a goat that got sprayed by a skunk. We had to use cans of tomato paste to bathe her. It was effective.

When she had contact with a billy goat, we had to once again use that tomato paste.

Singing: There was a man who had a goat ...

BTW: Have any of you heard that Southern Hillbilly song concerning the skunk:

Black and white animal in the woods
Oh what a pretty kitty
Went out there to pick him up
But he wasn't that type of kitty.

REFRAIN:
Oh it ain't gonna rain no mo no mo
It ain't gonna rain no mo
Well, how in the heck can I wash my neck
If it ain't gonna rain no mo.

Butterfly flies on wings of gold
Firebug has a flame
Bud bug has no wings at all
But he gets there just the same.

REFRAIN

Mosquito he fly hi
Mosquito he fly lo
Mosquito lite on me [clap]
Mosquito fly no mo

REFRAIN

My kitty spent a few days in the kitty hospital last week. Poor guy couldn't pee. That's probably more information that anyone needed.

He's an Irish cat, we named him Clar Eadain, on account of his HUGE forehead as a kitty.

Anyway, here's a classic:

http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sdo/566171148.html

FUS is a serious problem when it happens. Even worse, the primary indicator is lethargy. ??? For a cat?

We caught it when he stopped to rest on the way to the litter box--extreme for even a cat.

My (then) fiancee took him to the vet with my credit card--$300! And put in my spare bathroom's tub with a caheter for a week. The vet had prescribed the wrong antibiotic, leading to $400 at the next vet.

Anyway, at or near the end of the week, she came by for something while I wasn't there (stealing my laundry? quiet place to study?), and got the bright idea to give himm a bath . . .

He actually *appreciated* it. He leaned into the warm water, and then sat happily while being blow-dried . . .

hawk

Felix has been home for the past several days, and seems happy.

Fr. Serge

Such prices are criminal!!! SHAME on them. I have been charged such prices myself at my neighborhood vet.
Glad that kitty is doing well though....

Alice

Yeah, the costs are criminal. What is worse is why any vet would think your cat would want to take 4 pills a day. My cat is a beast and he's what the vet calls "aggressive", which means he comes out with claws a-blazin.

So, suffice it to say that my hands have become pincushions from "administering" cat meds. What makes it tough is that the kitty doesn't like wet food, so I can't crush the pills and put them in wet food to try to sneak one by him. Darn stubborn cat...

I've found myself transformed into a VERY uncharitable man at med time. I say some of the nastiest things to that cat after he spits out a pill and draws blood... but they are not rational creatures, so it's not like saying "it's for you own good" works, though it's not from lack of trying. Of course, by then, the word "good" is heavily modified by some choice adjectives.

And it wasn't like I could really afford it then, either . . . ("You spent *WHAT* on my cat???")

A couple of years ago, we actually paid about $2,000 on one that got hit by a car. When we *really* couldn't afford it. But the High Honors program at the local Catholic high school had gone overboard, and I was afraid my daughter was already close to snapping--and that losing her cat could push it over. We classified it as "cheaper than a psychiatrist" and borrowed . . .


Actually, that one is about 10 years deceased He's still the one I miss, though. He could tell when I was stressed, and would crawl into my lap. Cat-haters loved him. Most people with strong cat allergies could still handle him (pity we didn't put that together before he was fixed!) He stalked the vacuum cleaner!

His vision, though, was horrible; he was unbelievably far sighted. He could hit something on the fly half a room away, but if it was under his nose, he'd miss batting it. And I recall him staring at a spot of green carpet he knew held a cricket. He couldn't see it, so he waited for it to move.

Oh, and he loved rough-and-tumble. He had no problem with my first toddler tackling him. When she got to rough, he got up and walked a couple of feet away. Yes, he successfully trained her . . .

hawk, who'd love to have noctus back