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Petidote of the Day 2012-01-13

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Founding (and sole member) of Occupy Dog Treat Jar (#ODTJ)

Ernie is a Tabbysinian (we made up that breed!) rescue cat who originally came here with his friend, Bert. Bert and Ernie had been taken from a horrendous situation involving dozens of cats living in a pay-by-day motel room. All the cats were taken to foster homes and eventually found better situations. Bert and Ernie liked to play together, but Bert found a home with an older couple who didn't want two cats. Since Ernie didn't seem to mind, he stayed with me.

That was 8 years ago, and since then Ernie has become a service cat. The service he performs involves rodent removal and he is exceedingly efficient. Nearly every day, he presents a newly killed mouse, gopher, mole, or rat. These are carefully positioned in imaginative death poses on the backyard patio. Then he cries loudly to let me know he's done working for the day. Time to kick back and sleep for 18 hours.

Other than killing sprees, Ernie's only other hobby is attempting to head butt the dogs. Occasionally he's successful, but the dogs are very skeptical of cat encounters. So most of the time, Ernie has to make do with occupying their cookie jar. (His slogan, translated by my son: "Down with Dog Hegemony!") And, yes, he actually sits there on the kitchen counter crunching on little bits of dog cookies. I'll bet that really makes you want to have dinner at my house!

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Submitted by jjmtacoma on

My cat, Kiki, loves to sit on the kitchen table because the view is better out the window and she can lay comfortably while watching birds. She likes to walk on our kitchen counters and lick the butter if I forget to put it away.

My pets are part of the family and I forget to think about where their paws have been or what they do in their spare time.

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Submitted by jjmtacoma on

I sent you two messages, one with Kiki's picture and story and the other with the same for Apple, my other kitty.

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Submitted by NWLuna on

I just wipe off the counters. I had to put my butter in the cupboard; my tabby could push off the butter dish top. Makes for a shiny coat, ya know.

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Submitted by Kathryn on

My Stevie loves him some noms... which are tuna flakes. It has become an addiction. He has figured out drawers, doors, boxes and bags. We had to go to screw top jars. Seriously, noms as an evolutionary aid.

Can we have a pic of Ernie's face? He is really pretty even with a cookie jar on his head.


Submitted by jawbone on

brown tabby boy looking askance at me. OK, so maybe I just thought it was "askance"....

So I told him I loved him, and he got up to go to his food station to demand I prove it.

Ah, best to let sleeping cats lie.

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Submitted by twig on

and maybe other species, too.

My other little guy loves to sleep in a "nest" he made in a closet and no amount of "Here kitty, kitty" rouses him. The only sound he'll come out for is when he hears me pop open the lid on canned cat food. That always gets his attention!

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Submitted by tom allen on

Cats are in charge. There's a reason the Egyptians worshiped them as gods. (Hint: the Egyptians were pretty wise. But not as wise as the cats.)

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Submitted by NWLuna on

I had a beloved and beautiful tabbykin who insisted on being petted a bit before she'd eat. And if you handed her a tidbit, she'd nuzzle against your hand and then slowly mouth the treat, finally getting it in her mouth to swallow. Such manners. I miss her so.

Submitted by Alcuin on

I lost my brown tabby on November 5, 2011 to heartworm. He learned to open the front door (a lever handle) from another one of my cats. My remaining cat was devastated when her pal didn't come back. She wouldn't come inside the house for the longest time and now won't lie on the windowsills. She also demands much more attention from me - she's become a "clinger". Sad. Do some research on heartworm in cats - the symptoms for my cat were coughing and vomiting after eating. I had a dog vet, not a cat vet, and had to learn this information the hard way. There isn't much that can be done for cats with heartworm, it seems. When the heartworm dies, it sets off a horrible immune reaction in the cat, causing the lungs to fill with fluid, which is obviously not a good thing. The other thing that happens is that blood clots are thrown, which result in neuropathy in the limbs, thus immobilizing the cat. Read up on it and watch out for it - your vet probably doesn't know much about it.