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May 11, 2006
One hundred percent of my divorce settlement is mad at me.
Bob and Frankie are finally home!


I thought I would pick them up from the hospital and they'd be ready to go forth and poopulate the world, but as it turns out they are still feeling paltry, and now to that mix we add pure hatred because of all the medicating we do at Chez Feline Guantanamo. This is what my morning has been like so far:
4:45 a.m. Alarm clock goes off, horrible thing.
4:45.03 a.m. I am back asleep.
4:46 a.m. Frankie sneezes, prompting me to remember why I have set alarm for insanely early wake-up time, because I must somehow feed and medicate four animals before I go to work.
4:48 a.m. Ponder prospect of medicating four sick animals. Wonder if it is too early to begin drinking.
5:02 a.m. Feed cats. Begin assembling medicine. Everyone gets a different dose. Some cats have different medications. Wonder if vet created this system to confuse the poor, dumb blonde girl.
5:09 a.m. Find Roy.
5:10 a.m. Roy sees me sizing him up. Roy is no dumb blonde girl. Roy runs under sofa.
5:12 a.m. With half my upper body under the sofa, I feel something brush my arm. EEEEEW.
5:13 a.m. It's Roy, not giant spider-creature of nightmares.
(struggle ensues)
5:20 a.m. With half of Roy in my hands, begin using left leg in strange contortionist position to wrap my leg around front portion of Roy where his claws have permanently anchored to the carpet. Loosen cat. Cat attaches to leg. OUCH. Yet... aha! I am bigger than you! I HAVE YOU NOW!!!!!
5:21 a.m. Yet, medicine is on other side of room.
5:22 a.m. Still holding cat in two arms and one leg, wiggle out of T-shirt and wrap T-shirt around cat to hold cat in place. Am now naked, holding T-shirt covered cat in living room. REALLY NEED A BEER. Realize it's wrong to think of beer at five in the a.m. Consider taking up heroin, or perhaps archery.
5:23 a.m. Huddle with T-shirt-covered cat in football-holding position while inching to the bathroom, grab syringe of medication in mouth on the way. Medication is DISGUSTING. Understand why cats hate it.
5:24 a.m. Make it into bathroom. Place cat in sink. Shut door, get dressed again in what is now cat-hair-shirt.
5:25 a.m. - 5:37 a.m. Wrap Roy in towel burrito and get approximately no medication in cat, all medication on human.
5:38 a.m. - 6:42 a.m.: Repeat with three more cats. Envision self on cat-free island with naked Antonio Banderas-type man and large drinks with little umbrellas in them.

I do not even know how to begin thanking ya'll for the nice thoughts and for the help ya'll have given us here at the crazy house. Thank you so much. I cannot believe that complete strangers would open up like that and I don't even know the right things to say, aside from I am well and truly grateful, as are the furballs, and ya'll now are officially stock owners in my divorce settlement. Honestly. Thank ya'll!
Posted by laurie at May 11, 2006 09:07 AM
Comments
We love you and the critters! Be well, all of y'all.
Posted by: Nancy at May 11, 2006 09:19 AM
I'm first? Clearly my workload is too light.
Posted by: Nancy at May 11, 2006 09:20 AM
AHHHH.....so cute. I'm really happy the family is back together again! And about the help you've been given-it was our pleasure to give back to someone who gives us all so much everyday. So thank YOU.
Posted by: Jann at May 11, 2006 09:23 AM
hey hon..we're family remember?? outlaws we may be.
Maybe mouse flavored medicine would work...
Our Ms. Kitty loved the pink bubblegum flavored stuff...scruffy was like roy..you had to pry her off and shield yourself from claws and bites.....
Posted by: Cheryl at May 11, 2006 09:25 AM
I have to laugh but I know how hard this must be. I cannot give meds to one sweet cockapoo let alone 4 cats. Anytime my dog senses danger (bath, etc) she goes under the queen size bed right in the middle where I cannot possibly reach her. She spends lots of time there under normal circumstances. Anyway, only a few more hours and you can have that beer!! And they are all home again.
Posted by: Jo at May 11, 2006 09:29 AM
I have those mornings and situations that make me think of beer early in the day! Glad to know I am not alone!!
Medicating cats! consider your self lucky to get your hands on them. Puddy is having another little bladder thing and I all can do is chase him around the yard with the bottle of pink stuff. (outdoor willful wild thing that he is) but you should hear me cheer when he pees like a champ!! Go Puddy! Go Potty!!
the things we do for love!
Posted by: robinv at May 11, 2006 09:29 AM
Poor kitties! Poor YOU! I hate giving meds to pets. I'm not the best at keeping on a regular schedule *confesses*. Good luck with Round Two! Hope they get well soon!
Posted by: townie girl at May 11, 2006 09:32 AM
Purl, hunny, remeber two things: No matter what time it is at your chez, its 5pm somewhere in the world, so its ALWAYS beer time!
Second: Europeans frequently drink beer for breakfast. The Germans make an excellent beer thats' perfect for breakfast. Its called Weizen. Also, the Lindemans Peach Lambic is another really good breakfast beer.
So, tomorrow? BEER! 5 am! Yay!
Posted by: marcia at May 11, 2006 09:36 AM
Poor kitties and poor crazy aunt! The worst of it is that they develop more and more refined evasive actions as the days go on. Just hope that the vet gave you more than absolutely necessary on the understanding that it takes a small army and several tranquilizer darts (for both you and the cat) to medicate even one fluff ball with a quarter of dose supplied!
Posted by: stitch-dom at May 11, 2006 09:36 AM
Wow, what a great way to start a day.
How I medicate my cats. First wait until they are sleeping peacefully preferrably on the floor. Pounce on one of them so that I am on my knees with my feet together, elbows on the floor, all scrinched up into a ball with cat under my belly. Hope to hell that I am blocking all avenues of escape. Hold cat's head up with one hand and pinch open mouth with fingers of same hand. Hope I get my fingers in the part between the really sharp pointy fangs. Squirt meds as far down throat as possible and quickly push cat's mouth closed hold closed for five minutes. Hope I am not suffocating cat... sometimes.
Fortunately, the meds I usually have to give my Sam are liked and it's only the flare up meds he hates. It's better than the eye drops I used to have to give him. I wound up having to use an old holey t-shirt for those. They stained everything they came into contact with. Sam's eye never seemed to get stained. The fur on his head...let's just say people thought he was multi-colored for a while.
Jezzy, now, that cat can hold a pill with her tounge for fifteen minutes. Thank God she only gets bladder infections if she manages to get a hold of some milk. I had to buy lots of tall skinny glasses and I can only fill them halfway.
Keep up the good fight! We're on your side!
Posted by: Dorothy B at May 11, 2006 09:37 AM
for the love of god, woman, you have got to stop with the funny. i'm practically peeing myself here. not to diminish the horribleness of it all, but that is seriously some comedic stuff. glad the kitties are home, and hoping that your house is still standing after they've had all day to plan together.
Posted by: jessi at May 11, 2006 09:38 AM
You have a gargantuan task there lady. I feel for all of you. And you know, because they're cats, tomorrow will be that much more difficult--so speaks the word of experience.
Thanks so much for my morning haha. (Course my co-workers are looking at me like I'm nuts. Oh wait, that's the way they always look at me. Never mind.)
Good luck.
Posted by: Diane at May 11, 2006 09:38 AM
Medicating cats is at *best* a treacherous experience ... I can't imagine having to treat 4 in a row.
Good luck! I am sending comforting vibes to the kitties so that you don't come out of this looking like a pincushion (from the claws, not the heroin ...).
Posted by: Leslie at May 11, 2006 09:40 AM
That brings back memories of being nude, holding cat in towel while administering medication and then to add insult to injury for said cat administering ear drops:)) Hope they continue to improve and that your skill in medicating gets better
Posted by: amber moggie at May 11, 2006 09:42 AM
Awww. Poor kitties. :( I'm sure they'll forgive you.
Posted by: Melissa at May 11, 2006 09:46 AM
I'm glad to hear the cats are home. Sorry it's such a pain in the ass to medicate them though. They have no idea how much they need to suck it up and take the meds. Fortunately, you do.
Posted by: turtlegirl76 at May 11, 2006 09:46 AM
best wishes for you and the poor kitties!
Posted by: demondoll at May 11, 2006 09:47 AM
Poor you. Poor kitties.
Damn, I hear you on the naked wrestling of sick pets.
Cats are nefarious creatures at hiding, and this is why I stick to dogs. Large dogs. No hope of hiding anywhere, yet the trade off is large bruises from doing flying tackles to get meds down the pooch. Thank god, I've only got my squirrely afghan hound now. Bruises are much smaller.
Hope everyone heals soon!
Posted by: roggey at May 11, 2006 09:49 AM
Hey, have you tried sticking the syringe in between their teeth and the side of their mouth? This is a little trick the vet told me-I think they have a harder time spitting it out. You have to catch them first, though. I don't really have any tricks for that.
Posted by: Jann at May 11, 2006 09:49 AM
I'll be thinking of you and sending you good kitty behavior and health vibes as I wrestly a pill down my cat's throat and try to hold him still as I administer subcutaneous fluid. Hang in there!
Posted by: Jennifer at May 11, 2006 09:51 AM
Best of luck for everyone's speedy recovery. Oh, and btw, exactly where is it carved in stone that beer is a bad thing at 5:00 am? Desperate times call for desperate measures and medicating 4 cats before dealing with the stress of getting to work ( nevermind actually having the serenity to concentrate on work )rates as DAMN DESPERATE in my book!
Good luck, shug, and keep us cackling!
Posted by: kim at May 11, 2006 09:54 AM
Can you med them first, THEN feed them? Sometimes if they are hungry, they tolerate the medicating better. At least I find that true of the CatMan.
Posted by: Dusa at May 11, 2006 09:55 AM
I promise at some time in the near future to have a non-cat essay to post. But it seems like right now it's all cat all the time. Sorry!
Posted by: laurie at May 11, 2006 09:57 AM
Bless your heart, Laurie! And I'm guessing the vet, aka Marquis de Sade, has you on this regimen for something like another 21 tortuous days?
You definitely deserve a beer or two when you get home, but not too many, hon, or tomorrow morning will be even worse.
Wish I could be there to help you.
Posted by: Mary in Virginia at May 11, 2006 09:57 AM
Yay, the kitties are all home! I bet they're just glad to be near you, not in the scary hospital.
Posted by: Samantha at May 11, 2006 09:57 AM
They have to get better at some point, right?
Also, did anyone make the cake? Did ya'll think it was good?
Posted by: laurie at May 11, 2006 09:59 AM
One wonders:
a) were the pictures before or after the medication wrangle?
b) how long does the medication regimen have to continue?
c) could you get a friend to help (one to hold one to administer)?
I seriously hope that the your guys are okay but hope you are too.
Posted by: Mira at May 11, 2006 09:59 AM
Hi Bob! Hi Frankie! Give your human a break, it's really for your own good even though it's nasty!
p.s. Laurie: Soft Paws. Little vinyl caps you glue over their claws. Saves you pain. You can mail order them (I get them
from softpaws.com) and do them yourself (if you can trim their claws, you can probably apply Soft Paws) but I think most vets stock them and will apply them for you. And they come in lots of different colors (or clear for Soba who probably is too sexy for her own paws already and I'm guessing wouldn't want colored ones except maybe black).
I have one cat that gets them on her front paws always because I have never ever ever been able to teach this cat not to claw the carpet. But for "special" occasions they both get them on all four paws. Like when I drove them from Houston to Kansas. Or like when someone needs medication.
Posted by: sunflower at May 11, 2006 10:01 AM
All right, but if you ever declare me a *majority* stockholder and require me to take physical ownership of the, er, stock, YOU get to explain it to the Party of Five. No, you are not allowed to wear protective gear.
Posted by: Lucia at May 11, 2006 10:02 AM
I'm so glad the babies are home where they belong.
At least, you aren't bent over, chasing a cat that is foaming pink stuff while running around the house. Thank goodness for wood floors.
I wonder if you and the kitties had a drink before meds if that would help any. ;^)
Posted by: Cookie at May 11, 2006 10:02 AM
Oh lawdy, what a morning! How long do you get to look forward to this routine? And do you repeat it at night too?
I'm so glad the gang is all home now!!! Woo hoo!!
Posted by: ~drew emborsky~ at May 11, 2006 10:06 AM
Glue on nails for cats? Why I....
Ummm..wait til 5 to have the beer..ok?
Posted by: Lori at May 11, 2006 10:08 AM
sounds like when I try to trim my dog's nails - I got to work and people asked what had happened to me (bruises, scratches on neck and legs - I was a mess). good luck. glad everyone is home safe and healthy-ish
Posted by: lisa at May 11, 2006 10:10 AM
Not sure if this helps, but here's one way to medicate cats when you're the only human. I capture cats with a large blanket that I throw over like a net. It's enough to confuse a cat for several seconds (and too large for one to run out quickly), and I can scoop up and then clamp my hand on the back of his neck. While the cat it immobilized, I wrap the cat like a baby in bunting - completely cocooned except for the head - and balance the cat on my lap. If you put a thumb and forefinger on the corners of the mouth, it incites something like a gag reflex. When the tongue is out (it comes and goes in waves), stick the syringe in deep and squirt fast. Cover the mouth in case he coughs it back out (had cat medication IN MY EYE at one point, ewww). Then give lots of love and hugs and show how sorry you are and how much you love him before you release him from the bunting. Provide special treats afterward.
Posted by: June at May 11, 2006 10:10 AM
Oh my!
It's nice to see Frankie is still able to strike a supermodel pose even when feeling paltry.
Posted by: Carol M at May 11, 2006 10:11 AM
I'm glad to hear your kitties are home. Good luck with that medication!!
Posted by: Maryann at May 11, 2006 10:11 AM
Petsmart carries the Soft Paws that Sunflower mentioned. I know because I was eyeing them last night. Boris desperately needs them. My vet doesn't carry them but said that they will apply them if I bring them in.
Why Soft Paws? Because Boris clings to the carpet when he doesn't want me to pick him up -- like last night when I was trying to trim his claws. I have found blowing in his face as the best method for quick release.
Glad to see that everyone is home now. Have a big glass of wine tonight. You deserve it.
Posted by: Dagny at May 11, 2006 10:12 AM
I'm so glad they're home again! Also, it is not to early to begin drinking at 4:45. Until 8:00am, you are not drinking early. You are drinking late. 8:00 is when the switch happens. It works in my world, anyway. ;)
Posted by: The Trista at May 11, 2006 10:12 AM
I'm laughing so hard I scared my boss -- she thought I was crying hysterically instead of laughing. Poor you! You really do need an assistant for the meds, one to hold and one to medicate. Go wake up a neighbor at 0500 -- yeah, that'll work. Good luck hon, they WILL get better!
Posted by: Judy at May 11, 2006 10:13 AM
Yay the furballs are back!
Posted by: mimsie at May 11, 2006 10:14 AM
Oh, the cake. God yeah. I made the cake. The boyfriend ate approximately 1/4 of the cake in one sitting. I ate another umm ... very small amount! Really! I was moderate. If you define "moderate" as "eating somewhat less than a lumberjack". My boyfriend and my tummy thank you. My thighs and butt ... that's another story, and we won't go there.
Wish you all the luck medicating the furballs, I've been there with the multiple sick pets thing and it's sure not a party.
Posted by: Lani at May 11, 2006 10:17 AM
My one and only medicine giving to animals consisted of one wound on the butt with stitches that needed thrice-daily cleanings (ew), three pills shoved down an already skittish dog's throat and one rice & chicken only diet for two weeks (cooked in batches on Sundays - I ate generic rice a roni as the dog consumed better food than me and I couldn't afford anything else for me).
So happy to hear the furbabies are back!
Posted by: Kim at May 11, 2006 10:18 AM
I always found the pills easier (or maybe just neater since I seldom ended up wearing them) than the liquid. Jam it down the throat (though here the toothmarks on the finger index is a little higher), follow with a little tuna chaser, massage the throat til they swallow, not so much anger from the feline. (For the dogs or the kids, ice cream works wonders!) Glad they're all home and hopefully on the mend.
Posted by: Tish at May 11, 2006 10:19 AM
Archery...Heroin...Archery...Heroin. Honestly, it's kind of a difficult choice. On one hand, the archery is way easier to kick and I suppose in the long run would be less expensive but the heroin would be less expensive at first and you wouldn't really care that your arms were covered in claw marks...this is a hard one.
I say go for the beer in the interim.
Posted by: faith at May 11, 2006 10:21 AM
Laurie, I am so happy your kitties are home! (even if medicating is a complete pain)
Your Paypal button is so much more fun to contribute to than.. say, the rest of my bills.
PG&E can go 'you know what' themselves.
I have heard about the softclaws too *for my juvenile iguana though* - I took the advice with a grain of salt - and now look like I got a manicure from Edward Scissorhands. will re-think.
My alarm goes off at 4:05 a.m. every (work) day, so I feel you on that one - On the weekends I am ready to drink by 10am. Let me know if you need a wake up call someday.
Posted by: Brianne at May 11, 2006 10:22 AM
Thank god all the precious purr balls are home now! LOL over the medication debacle that ensued. I can totally relate to your hilarious(not so hilarious at the time) medication routine. There is no greater grossness than having a cat pretend they have taken their liquid medication only to later step on pink phlemy goo with bare toes. Lovely! Lots of love to you Laurie and the precious four.
Posted by: jennifer K from VA at May 11, 2006 10:22 AM
I haven't made the cake, but I have the recipe to make this weekend for Mom's day. I know it will be great! I am excited about making it!
As for the 4 medi-cats... I am glad they're home and doing better. Good luck to you!!!
Posted by: Rhett at May 11, 2006 10:22 AM
Lani, yay! You liked it!
So many questions! Let's see... they're on medicine for the next two weeks. Roy is on his permanently. I can't ask any of my friends to help because they all have cats, and whatever this virus is ... it's strong and contagious (my felines were kept in isolation at the hospital.) Did I miss anyone? Oh, softpaws. Right now all the $$ here is going toward the aforementioned isolation ward LOL. But maybe one day.
I *love* the "drinking late" vs. "drinking early" idea!!! LOL
Posted by: laurie at May 11, 2006 10:25 AM
YAYAYYAYAAA, cats and feeling better and so is CAP. AYAYAYAYA!
Posted by: Valerie at May 11, 2006 10:25 AM
Laurie, you always make me laugh, so I went to CafePress and ordered your t-shirt. I can only wear it to SnB (don't want to set a bad example for my 11-yo), but it'll be a hoot. Everyone, buy something! Support the beer / kitty food fund!
Ann
Posted by: AuntieAnn at May 11, 2006 10:27 AM
Guantanamo or Abu Ghraib. I thought for sure we'd see a picture of you pointing at the inmates ala Lindy Kimberly.
Poor Babies!
Bob knows how to sleep.
Posted by: psychomom at May 11, 2006 10:27 AM
Ya'll all have to let me know what you think of the cake. Mmmm, cake!
Posted by: laurie at May 11, 2006 10:27 AM
Laughing out loud. Possibly snorting with laughter at image of naked, tired human with kitty burrito. i thought getting meds into dogs was hard. Clearly, i have only begun to understand. ;) Glad everyone is home and on the mend.
Posted by: kristin at May 11, 2006 10:29 AM
At least you find the humor in it :) I remember medicating my cat Taylor and having such a struggle. As soon as I picked up the towel she knew what was up. My cat now is more tolerant of having stuff shoved down her throat. Sad thought.
Good luck with the cats, glad to hear they're home!
Posted by: Kate at May 11, 2006 10:34 AM
I'm planning to make the cake for the Dulaan knit-in happening here in Seattle at the end of the month. I want to make it NOW NOW NOW, but I really have to wait for a situation where other people will be around to help me eat it!
Posted by: Erika at May 11, 2006 10:43 AM
Sounds alot like me trying to wrestle a 2 year old with medicine. Thankfully, he can be persuaded with candy.
Posted by: Melissa at May 11, 2006 10:48 AM
i had a cat who would take the pill willingly only to wait until my back was turned to spit it up.
she would tuck it under her tongue where she thought i couldn't see it.
bitch.
Posted by: maryse at May 11, 2006 10:49 AM
Glad they are finally home. Can't imagine having to medicate all 4 - what fun.
Posted by: Judy at May 11, 2006 10:49 AM
"Chez Feline Guatanamo"? Funniest damn thing I've heard this week!! My sympathy and Bactine supply are yours. Get well pats and kisses to furry friends and the hope of liquor to their poor mother! Happy Furry Mother's Day, Laurie!! Best of luck!
Posted by: mctwin at May 11, 2006 10:53 AM
Loved the "Chez Feline Guantanamo". That was awesome.
Medicating animals is like medicating children. You have to be Houdini to get it done.
Hope the cats (and especially yourself) are getting some rest and feeling better. :)
Posted by: Jennifer at May 11, 2006 10:56 AM
Christ... I have to go through that exact song and dance with ONE feline... I couldn't even begin to imagine FOUR!
Posted by: delia at May 11, 2006 11:00 AM
This is for you:
Cute Overload - Kittens.
Obviously you need to send this gal some pics of your divorce settlement.
Posted by: Caroline at May 11, 2006 11:03 AM
I'm sure they'll get better soon. Cats are strange creatures! My parents moved from Detroit up to Toronto and had to board our (doing some math here) 11-year-old cat for about six-weeks and she got a bad cold. After that she always sneezed. Believe me, there's nothing like waking up to a spray of cat snot covering your entire face because your cat has been sitting on your pillow all night waiting to be let under the covers!
A friend of mine had a cat, Max, that lived to a ripe old age but was very skinny the last few years. She had him taken into the vet, I want to say one or two years before the end, and one of his kidneys had disappeared! Even though he was so skinny and was on meds he still seemed perfectly happy.
Posted by: Leah at May 11, 2006 11:03 AM
Wow. You're quite possibly my hero. Anyone who can medicate four cats AND maintain their sanity deserves a gold star, a shot of something expensive and alcoholic, and possibly a tiara.
You and the mews are in my thoughts, and good vibes continue to head your way.
Posted by: moiraeknits at May 11, 2006 11:07 AM
I'm making the cake Sunday, too! I'm only sorry that I'll have to share it with company...
Posted by: wyoming_mad at May 11, 2006 11:07 AM
LOL. I had to give one of my dogs a Pepto Bismol tablet yesterday. I kept thinking he swallowed it, then I'd notice he had either (a) spit it out or (b) gotten it stuck in his beard. In the end, my hands were a chalky, pink mess -- as was his white beard -- and I'm not sure how much he actually ingested. But his tummy stopped rumbling!
Posted by: thatfarmgirl at May 11, 2006 11:22 AM
Awwww...there be kitty drool on the bedspread!
Posted by: Brigitte at May 11, 2006 11:24 AM
These are almost the dumbest array of posts that I have ever read.
Posted by: Reader at May 11, 2006 11:40 AM
OMG - I have tears running down my face I am laughing so hard. Purl, you are the best! Thanks for being the bright spot in my day! I hope the kittys get well and you get some sleep tonight!
Posted by: Kat at May 11, 2006 11:41 AM
So glad to hear everyone is home. Hope all four are feeling better soon!
Posted by: Bella at May 11, 2006 11:48 AM
I made your Oma's cake last night and it was FABULOUS! I actually ate so much I got a sugar headache :)
Good thoughts to the sick (and yet still protesting) kitties!
Posted by: Liz at May 11, 2006 11:49 AM
I once took the bed apart to get to a sick cat who needed her meds, she then realized that hiding under the bed was futile and really hasn't done it since. I do agree that it is easier to get liquid meds down a cat if you can catch them sleeping. But I do prefer pills over liquid meds if I have to dose a cat.
Posted by: Toni at May 11, 2006 11:50 AM
Glad to hear the fur-kids are home but sorry to hear of the extensive medication routine. I have 3 cats now, have had 4 in the past, and unfortunately am very familiary with cat meds of all types. I *refuse* to give my cats liquid meds; I've never been able to get even half down their tricky little throats. My vet prescribes a pill form of a suitable drug and I use a cool pill plunger thang that just pops the pill so far down their little throats that they can't spit it out.
With pill in plunger thang, grab cat, stuff between your legs while sitting on the floor, hold kitty tight with one arm while applying the grip of death over the head, pulling head back so mouth automatically opens, stuff the pill plunger into mouth then throat, and as my vet advises--"envision putting the pill as far down as the kidneys," release grip of death as kitty has already swallowed, and voila--withstand the glare of disgust until next pill is administered! Speed it key and with a little practice (sounds like you'll have lots) you'll become quite adept at pilling a cat.
Good luck dear kitty nurse and thanks for the laughs and sharing your clever wit.
Posted by: Linda at May 11, 2006 11:50 AM
Who is that anonymous "reader" calling your posts dumb? Do you have an e-mail address for them, and can we bombard this person with hatemail?
Anyway. . . glad to hear the kitties are home, sorry that you have to medicate them. I haven't had to force-medicate my cats in (gulp!) 11 years, but as I recall, it was no fun. It's easier to get my son to take medicine (thank goodness, as he gets monthly ear infections).
However, I've found it's easier to clip my cats' claws than it is to trim my son's finger- & toenails. To give you a proper appreciation, I have permanent scars obtained during cat-claw-clipping sessions. Go figure.
Posted by: Tara at May 11, 2006 11:52 AM
Isn't there some kind of home care nurse that can come in & take care of this? And, if I were you, I'd demand some kitty support or something (what that something is I've no idea).
Posted by: cursingmama at May 11, 2006 12:05 PM
Reader(at 11:40)- I'm sorry you felt compelled to comment rudely, in fact there seems to be no reason for your post whatsoever. However, I do agree with you on one thing, your use of 'almost'.
Your comment has to take the cake for the 'dumbest post'.
I happen to really appreciate the array of posts here.
Posted by: Brianne at May 11, 2006 12:07 PM
Dear "reader", if that is your real name.
How cowardly and in need of attention can you be to post something inflammatory and not be willing to give your identity.
If this blog is not for you, don't read it.
If you want others to know how intellectually superior you are, post your own damn blog and make sure we can all get high off your mental supremacy.
Posted by: Faith at May 11, 2006 12:17 PM
You might enjoy this site:
http://www.felinevideos.vet.cornell.edu/
Good luck to you
Posted by: Mo at May 11, 2006 12:19 PM
My two cats get medicine every day... it was a SAD day when the Vet told me, "Just give them these FOR THE REST OF THEIR LIVES" I said.. you're kidding right? He said.. unless you want them to die.. I tried the TShirt thing many times... now I just mix it in the can of StarKist Tuna. I suggest mixing.
Posted by: Stacey at May 11, 2006 12:26 PM
Maybe if you shared the 5am beer with the cats first, THEN dope them up...
Posted by: Sue F. at May 11, 2006 12:28 PM
Purl, I can really sympathize with ya - - my dear Tortie Callie is the sweetest, most loveable, kindest, gentlest kittycat on the planet - -
Until MEDICINE TIME . . .
She then puts the Tazmanian Devil to shame . . . *sigh* . . . I didn't know her claws could reach all the way across the room like that . . .
Oh, and as for the anonymous "reader" above - - I agree with Faith. Go write your own damn blog and leave our Crazy Aunt Purl alone! ;-)
dizzy_ms_lizzy
Posted by: Dizzy Ms. Lizzy at May 11, 2006 12:29 PM
The cake was AMAZING!!! My teens attacked it when they came home yesterday and had it for breakfast! The pictures are coming....I messed up my camera and need my assistant (husband) to fix it for me.
I had a diabetic cat who needed insulin injections (for 10 years) and an unbelieveably high strung cat with a hyperthyroid who needed her pills twice a day (for 13 years). What a *&%$#$@ nightmare, but it got easier over time (I mean years).
I'm so glad the kitties are home; they'll be annoyed for a while but they'll get over it. Repeat this: I'm only doing this because I love you....etc. It's my mantra I've developed since having a 13 and 15 year old in the house!
Posted by: Liz R at May 11, 2006 12:35 PM
Oh,my Goodness (old Shirley Temple fan). I have finally decided I really should read at home. The office thinks I am insane. I just love the cats and your daily reports. I feel I must confess to addiction--to your blog. It relieves my stress to read your stress, (HA). My Pain in the XXXX is a Maine Coon. Had him on meds and had to use the sweet talk and rear attack with the meds in my hand. Popped into his mouth, using the side approach here and pulled his head up so he had to swallow. Ninety-nine percent succuss rate. As for the claws, I did try the glue on ones and he just picked them off. Oh well, I will just replace the furniture instead. Keep up the funnies.
Posted by: Donna at May 11, 2006 12:35 PM
Sweet Frankie. God had a good time painting her.
Posted by: Imaginarymaggie at May 11, 2006 12:51 PM
we love ya.
My son (age 8) was sitting here and saw the pics of the sleeping ill kitties and decided we need to go adopt another cat from the shelter. We have 3. He said if we had 4 we could be more like Crazy Aunt Purl.
(BTW, Oma's chocolate cake is a HUGE hit at our house.)
Posted by: Yvonne at May 11, 2006 12:52 PM
"I *love* the "drinking late" vs. "drinking early" idea!!! LOL"
I was a state employee for seven years. I can rationalize or justify just about anything. ;)
Posted by: The Trista at May 11, 2006 12:58 PM
I will suggest an easy way , or easier way, to get the medicine in. Bundle kitty, put thumb and forefinger at each jaw by holding his head in the palm of your hand ,drop medicine in, then rub front of throat with your index finger on the same hand the med is in. They swallow when it is rubbed and medicine is down. Hope it helps.
Posted by: spc at May 11, 2006 01:03 PM
You are a brave heroine indeed. I have one cat, one medication, twice a day.... sigh. I am weak.
Posted by: Lisak at May 11, 2006 01:14 PM
Hey...you didn't tell us about the other three medication adventures. On the upside, you've got me thinking about Antonio Banderas now. :)
Love to all y'all!
Posted by: Julie at May 11, 2006 01:20 PM
Crazy Aunt Purl? I love you!
Laughter is the best medicine. Thank you, and thank your lovely felines as well.
Posted by: anne at May 11, 2006 01:22 PM
Dear Roy,
We just heard about your mothers truly appalling behaviour! Dragging you out from under the counch and stuffing pink s*#@ in your face! What is she thinking?!?! Listen dude. Ya gotta find a better place to hide. Bury yourself under shoes. Trust me on this one. I'll take her DAYS to look for you there. We gotta run now, but if you need anything, kibble, someone to distract your Mom . . . whatever. Let us know. We're with you! Purrrrr power!
Our Best To You All, Tidbit & Willis
Posted by: Boo! at May 11, 2006 01:25 PM
I am glad all the felines are back at Chateau Purl.
Soba is looking very perky - she must be almost fully recovered.
Posted by: Anonymous at May 11, 2006 01:29 PM
Awwww Speedy recovery to all of your kitties - as well as your now-injured limbs :)
Posted by: amy at May 11, 2006 02:08 PM
Awwww Speedy recovery to all of your kitties - as well as your now-injured limbs :)
Posted by: amy at May 11, 2006 02:08 PM
Aunt Purl, where have I been that I didn't know you had such a fabulous t-shirt for sale on cafepress? Awesome.
I hope the furballs are feeling better, and that you really did pour a drink at 5 a.m.! I agree with whoever said it's a late-night drink at that point, not an early-day one.
Posted by: Lara at May 11, 2006 02:18 PM
Kitty burrito, been there... done that... just missing the chips, salsa, and beer! Good luck!
Posted by: BethC at May 11, 2006 02:22 PM
Would it help to give them medicine and then immediately give them a treat? We seem to have reduced the resistance to our kitties' hated anti-flea med.s that way... though they're still not happy about the med.s...
Good luck with the kittens! Glad they're home!
Posted by: Karen in Ohio at May 11, 2006 02:39 PM
"heroin, or perhaps archery" made me laugh.
Still sending lots and lots of Get Well vibes toward the Kitties of Chez Purl.
Posted by: DebR at May 11, 2006 02:45 PM
:)
We're just glad to be able to help!
Posted by: Peeve at May 11, 2006 02:47 PM
Oh, poor prisoners of Chez Feline Guantanamo! It's for your own good, you know. (The cats. Not you, Laurie. Regardless of the gibberish they hand out about what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, it's just another way of saying life sucks. And Barbie got all the toys.)
Roy is on the meds for life? Perhaps, in time, it'll become part of his daily routine. You know, chasing him down, wrestling him in a towel, etc,
Heroin or archery or beer. None of them sound really practical at 5am.
Best wishes for you all! Poor things.
Posted by: Carrie K at May 11, 2006 02:53 PM
I've rarely had to give liquid meds to my cats but one does get subcutaneous fluids (weekly currently). I use a towel-lined milk crate. Cats + boxes = safe. I do have to catch the cat but that isn't too bad at my house. I can manage Deuce with one hand and handle the IV with the other. The crate containment also has made liquid antibiotics easier, for me and the kitties.
Best wishes for speedy recoveries!
Posted by: Betty at May 11, 2006 02:53 PM
you need to move to France.
They get vacation days for EVERYTHING. I am quite sure there is a vacation day for giving sick cats medicine.
Plus, the museums are better and so is the mass transit.
Oh la-la!
Posted by: kim at May 11, 2006 03:02 PM
Have you tried mixing the medicine (either liquid or a crushed pill) with chicken-flavored baby food? It probably helps if your cats, like Simon, know that the best food is eaten from a spoon, but even Harley, who had never been spoon fed, loves the baby food from a spoon. She doesn't even get medicine - she just get baby food while Simon gets baby food plus medicine twice a day.
Posted by: janna at May 11, 2006 03:27 PM
I'm sorry to hear about the feline struggles. I am familiar with them, as I have three cats myself. It does suck much ass.
By the way, I stumbled on your recipe for sweet tea when I was going through your archives a couple of weeks ago, and I LOVE IT. It reminds me of my great grandmother (who died when I was 7.) She grew up in Oklahoma and this is exactly how she made her tea. Thanks.
Posted by: Jennifer at May 11, 2006 03:36 PM
I have had to medicate my cat, and it is NOT fun.
Thankfully, when I was medicating my cat, he was a new cat who was too paralyzed with fear to do anything. Same cat, one month later? I am thankful I don't have to medicate him.
Posted by: Meranie at May 11, 2006 03:51 PM
Ya'll I have to write about something besides cats. Really. I am so tired of worrying and fretting and carrying on over them. What do ya'll want to hear? I'll tell you anything you want. As long as it involves no sick cats. Or... s-e-x. Ya'll know. LOL.
Posted by: laurie at May 11, 2006 04:14 PM
Wait Wait WAIT!
WHAT T-SHIRT? I looked on CafePress and didn't see a t-shirt. . .
Sorry about yelling like that, but nobody tells me ANYthing.
Posted by: Boo! at May 11, 2006 04:25 PM
Think of all the kitty love you'll get when they feel better. Let me know what it feels like, I'm still waiting for that from my Mr. Vinny with the worming pills 2 months ago.
Posted by: Miss Tonia at May 11, 2006 04:27 PM
For kick-ass CafePress Crazy Aunt Purl t-shirts, mugs, etc., click the button in the right sidebar. Help buy meds for the kitties!
Posted by: AuntieAnn at May 11, 2006 04:32 PM
I HAVE to laugh.....I'm doing the SAME thing every day too! But with a 22 lb cat and a couple of little guys.
Posted by: Pensguys at May 11, 2006 04:44 PM
Hmmmm...makes me want to only have the ONE cat! :)
Posted by: Carry at May 11, 2006 04:56 PM
Sorry, the hyperlink didn't work - here you go:
http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/kittens/index.html
Posted by: Caroline at May 11, 2006 05:02 PM
The Sobakowa/Unikitten mug that I ordered came today...too cute!! I have me a new favorite mug! Glad to hear that the crew is back at home.
Take care Laurie.
Posted by: mzmouze at May 11, 2006 07:21 PM
Ok, now for something completely different:
Hugh Jackman or Ewan MacGregor.
Talk amongst yourselves.
Posted by: Dusa at May 11, 2006 07:44 PM
Hey Laurie - sorry, one more cat post. :) I had to give my kitty 4 pills a day every day of his life. We did it this way: I would buy really really stinky wet cat fud, crush up his pills in a little mortar and pestle, heat up the stinky cat fud in the microwave, mix in the pills, and let him at it! Now, realize that this was a cat who had WHIRLING SCIMITARS OF DEATH for claws, and who could hide a pill in his mouth for hours before spitting it out. And he gobbled that stinky warm wet fud down like it was goin' outta style.
When he had liquid medicine, same thing.
Also, there is a compounding pharmacy near me that will mix your liquid meds, or your pills, into fish- or chicken-flavored oil. Makes it even easier. Perhaps there's something like that near you for next time ...
Good luck! Good to hear the kitties are back home!
Posted by: Camelama at May 11, 2006 08:14 PM
I have come to the realization that mimosas and bloody marys are breakfast drinks. Orange juice and tomato juice ya know!! Never mind the fact that my doctor finds no humor or truth in my little bit of reality... I don't really care!!!
Glad the kids are back home... Maybe they would like the "special breakfast drink" with their meds...
Posted by: Erica at May 11, 2006 08:32 PM
I'm very glad to hear that all cats are back at home. I do understand giving meds to cats, I myself have two that require it (pill form). Ever given an angry skunk sprayed cat a bath? Now THAT is an exericise in dexterity! :-)
Posted by: Sabeine at May 12, 2006 12:12 AM
You haven't lived until you try to give your pet rabbit medication. They have razor-sharp teeth! We're pulling for you, Laurie. Oh, and being German, beer is okay anytime!
Posted by: Forest Green at May 12, 2006 12:35 AM
I'll send my Daddy over to help. He's good at that sort of thing. Got big hands. It makes a difference. ~x~
Posted by: Jane in London at May 12, 2006 01:31 AM
One of my cats once had an abscess...the treatment involved pulling the wound open, squeezing it to get the puss out, pouring in some peroxide...and I still had to go through the sheer hell of giving her antibiotics!!
That was a pretty rough week.
Posted by: Jeannie at May 12, 2006 02:54 AM
I had to give my dog antibiotics after he ran into a wall. He is very stupid but I love him anyway.
Get well soon kitties!
Posted by: Victoria at May 12, 2006 02:55 AM
Sending purrs and sand paper kisses....
Mine get two different Rx diets.... Luckily my little boy is a dumb blonde and has been trained to A. tell me when he is hungry & B. to go into the kitty carrier to be fed.
Posted by: Amy at May 12, 2006 04:37 AM
CAP, in response to your message up-thread.
I am quite happy to keep reading about cats. Photos of the Gang of Four are good, too.
Posted by: Martigny at May 12, 2006 04:59 AM
I agree Auntie Purl - pics and stories about your little family are ALWAYS welcome!
Posted by: Brigitte at May 12, 2006 05:45 AM
Keeping good thoughts for you and your 4 legged babies.
Posted by: Suzanne at May 12, 2006 06:13 AM
Just one of your million-n-one fans checkin' in. Great post. Loved the pic with Soba (or is it Bob) as the center of attention. LOL.
Posted by: Michele at May 12, 2006 06:48 AM
Wow! I'm only medicating one cat right now and I needed a shower after that.
Posted by: Kristina at May 12, 2006 08:12 AM
I'm glad the kitties are home! This post made me laugh so hard I had to cross my legs!
Posted by: Ang at May 12, 2006 08:39 AM
Laurie, so glad to hear your family's back together at home. Hope everyone stays healthy. Can't wait to try that sheet cake. Those are the best!
Posted by: Jill in AR at May 12, 2006 09:09 AM
Tips on mediating cats from a vet(me): Refrigerate the medicine if at all possible-gives less of a taste. Use the scruff (gently)-that's why it's there and it's usually the best way to do this kinda thing one-handed. I highly reccomend vodka and redbull prior to any medicating of cats.... Glad they are all okay and back home. I will remember this entry when I devise my evil medication schemes...
Posted by: woofknits at May 12, 2006 10:08 AM
"What do ya'll want to hear? I'll tell you anything you want."
I'm a (relatively) freshly-transplanted Southerner. I never really thought of myself as a Southerner before I moved, but I keep surprising myself by missing things that it never occurred to me that I'd miss. I'd love to read about funny Southern transplant experiences.
Posted by: The Trista at May 12, 2006 10:24 AM
Jesse the diabetic cat says he feels your furkids' pain. Today was pill morning, in addition to his regular shot of insulin. He hates me right now. I feel *your* pain, because I know what it's like to get medicine into one cat. Four just defies belief.
This too shall pass, for all of us.
Posted by: Julie H. at May 12, 2006 12:55 PM
Hang in there, House o' Purl! So, maybe carrying the syringe in your mouth will give you a beer-like effect?
Posted by: Chris at May 12, 2006 03:28 PM
I'm laughing so hard I'm crying (mostly because I've been there done that)!! Hope you all manage to get well real soon!
Posted by: Jessica at May 12, 2006 05:10 PM
I think that we can all agree that you should absolutely not take up archery at any time of day. We love you, but this is a recipe for disaster. And do not under any circumstances combine a sport that involves shooting pointy sticks with adult beverages. I'm glad you are getting this morning routine down! Medicating my dog now seems pretty darn simple comparatively. The only thing worse that shooting meds down a cats mouth is putting drops in their eyes. I had to do that with one of my cats and it was horrible. I still have scars.
Posted by: Kate at May 13, 2006 05:07 AM
LOL! Oh, my goodness, this was a glory to read. Though .. I do feel sorry for the sick animals, and the Mommy that must tend to them.
Posted by: Tania A at May 15, 2006 08:24 AM
Medicating cats sounds like it is definitely a good way to work off that booty! I must adopt myself some.
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