Does your Cat (or any pet) misbehave since caregiving your loved one?
Have you been required to take care of your loved one's pet after they have passed? Does your pet have cute antics that entertain your loved one?
And finally, has the cat or dog transferred their loyalty to your Mother?
Mom pooped herself and threw the dirty clothes (AND the incontinence pad) straight into the washer. I didn't realize it and ran the machine. I am still up - I've been so busy, I have no clean underwear for tomorrow. But I couldn't run the washer, because first I had to re-rinse mom's clothes, run a "clean wash," and then re-wash mom's clothes! Then it was safe to wash mine, lol. I still can't go to bed till I get my dang underpants in the dryer, at least.
So basically I'm awake on "cat time." "Crazy hour," as my dad used to call it. I used it to teach Bruce how to play fetch! And he actually figured it out pretty well....once he realized I'd keep throwing the toy, he came scampering back like a dog with a stick! Now he's busy killing the mouse over and over again, at my feet.
He should sleep well and not at all try to gnaw on my nose tonight.
And I just heard the wash finish! Yay! Good night everyone!
I think Cwillie has to go to the town square to see Willus, the town mascot. Best kind of pet to have---from a distance. (joking).
Luckyku, do you think I should put out a bowl of water, maybe with liquid pet vitamins in it? And I must treat for fleas, already, on the porch. Getting itchy already.
If I die of the bubonic plague, lol, I have asked hubs to login to tell you all g o o d b y e !
I sure don't want any of the other's to be jealous! Thanks Gershun for reminding me about Henrick.Sorry if I upset him.
Pamzimmrrt has a new Chug puppy named Karma,Gladimhere has Ming anew Siamese kitten,
SharonMarie has Buster-a boy puppy,Dorianne has a new all black kitten named Bruce,along with her older Carmella,and Send has a new squirrel named Ratatoulle along with her Nutjob and then there's cwillie who has beautiful Willis,while Gershun has Daniel,and doodlinmama1 has Spike and Zelda has 4 cats,and I have the 3 kittens along with the MaMa-Bootsie and old Odom and Precious,my little chiweenie...They bring us all so much joy and comfort and Love.We are all so blessed!
seat. We trade that it's their uber ride. My his wasn't really
a cat person but he enjoys them. A couple sit on his lap
for pats and scratches. One sleeps half the night on his bed. Our last two dogs were Jack Russell terriers. So hyper!
But for right now the cats are less in your face and quicker
to get out from underfoot. Someday I'd love to get another
dog. Maybe another cocker spaniel. 🐕 🐈
And I mean....really, it's my fault because I should have brought out the toys after the first "attack," lol. He's just a kitten!
Boundaries, shmoundaries though. Little guy comes to me with massage therapy. He curls up between my shoulder blades and falls asleep while the therapist is working on my lower back and hip flexors. It's extra relaxing. :-P
The Forbidden Room.
Bliss!
Boundaries, Dorianne. That's all I'm saying. Boundaries.
Bruce was subdued because he thought you'd had enough. No harm done!
Last night I accidentally whacked wee Bruce on the head, and I was soooo freaked out! He became subdued and I started to panic that I caused him a brain injury. I actually don't think the whack was hard enough for that, and he seems fine today. But I was in tears! And holding him so close and apologizing, wetting his fur with tears. And then he was pawing at my face (clawless) because he's 3 months old and he's never seen tears before. It would have been adorable if I hadn't been so freaked out.
Man, have I gotten so attached to this little guy already! I'm like a child sometimes. I think I was attached before I even brought him home (picked him out when he was 2 weeks, but had to wait till he was old enough). He has kind of become my little fluffball of happiness since I started staying with mom, the thing that brings me joy and makes not being in my own home a little bearable. Right now I am sitting on the bed with my laptop, and he is laying beside me with his head on corner of the keyboard. Hope I don't need any F keys.
I still have my wild child "Charlie" who was a good little caregiver for his sister, I believe he understood what was happening to her. He is 17 years old going on 2. Hopefully he will be around for awhile.
After my shower,I came out to the kitchen and thhe box I keep the cats and dog food and treats in was on the floor and when I went in the den,in their boxes they play in with leaves and stuff from outside,was an unopened can of tuna,all the dogs chicken treats,1 of my sponges I keep by the sink and a little can I keep crunchies in for them.She was having a hayday while the other 2 kittens just watched.I just wonder how she thought she was gonna open that can of tuna.Something else!
One good friend has the same problem with her hubby, he absolutely will not euthanize a pet big or small till long after they should be gone then like your SO he is very upset.
Will you get another kitty FF? Hubby did not want to replace the last one we lost but I was so upset he finally relented so we went to the SPCA and picked out a sweet tabby called Carley. She is now getting old so i don't know what we will do when she is gone.
I can't imagine being in great pain and suffering, with death looming, and just wanting to be released but no release coming. Seems like the definition of inhumane to force that amount of suffering to continue for as long as someone's body will continue on functioning, just for some people's personal moral position of "all human life is sacred, every last moment you can eek out, no matter how torturous."
I think Bruce is a great name for a cat! I love it, very cute.
I had to put down my boy cat George at the end of January and it was one of the hardest things I've done. He was definitely the animal "love of my life." He had cancer, a tumor in his jaw. Fortunately it was just me making the decision. I kept him at home (with vet support) for a month after the diagnosis, and he was content enough, hopped up on liquid tramadol and fentanyl patches. But I made a decision that when he could no longer eat, I wouldn't let him suffer or starve to death. And that's what happened. I think I might have kept him going longer if I had not already been there through stepmother's decline and death from cancer - what she wanted more than anything was assisted suicide when the pain got bad, but it wasn't legal in Canada then.
When I think about it from the perspective of all the people begging for assisted suicide in this world, it really brings home the responsibility of being the trustees of our pets' lives.
Yes. I made the decision to “say good bye “ to our 15 yr old Choc Lab in June.
I fed him, took care of him during his 6 month decline.
The Vet came to the house. Hubby was here. Hubby was so mad, upset, pouting that I had called the vet that it was “time”.
When the Vet got here Hubby tried to stay with us but kept having to walk away because he was sobbing. Hubby was very upset with me and the whole situation for a couple days.
And no, this was not Hubby’s dog. And no, Hubby was not unusually bonded with this dog.
Technically it was my sons dog given to him on his 14th bday. Son grew up and moved but dog stayed. The dog and I were always together, I took care of him, etc, etc, so I made the decision when to let him go.
I guess that’s what the problem was. Think Hubby thought in his mind I was out of line, had a heart of ice, I don’t know.
When the Vet got to our house she agreed it was “time”. That didn’t make it any easier for Hubby.
He settled down in a couple days. This was the first time this decision has had to be made in our household.
I too grieved as our Lab went downhill those last 6 months.
Glad you posted your story.
Has anyone here ever run into a situation where you knew it was time to say good-bye but someone in your family didn't? That they weren't seeing the same suffering that you were seeing. Where if the pet ate a teaspoon of food, that means the pet was going to recover, even though the Vet said the pet was seriously ill?
My sig other had me so angry over this situation. He didn't want to let her go, he thought she would improve. Yes, she still did some things out of routine, but those were just moments out of the day, the rest of the day was heartbreaking. I finally had to tell sig other that he was being selfish with what he was doing. He eventually agreed. He's a basket-case right now, can't stop crying, his grieving is so different from mine. I did my grieving during the past couple of months when I saw that she was failing. The Vet recently spotted stomach cancer.
It's tough when the household has elderly pets. Just this past June we said good-bye to another cat, who was 18, she had a second stroke that did too much damage. She was in the Animal ER ICU, hooked up to breathing tubes, etc. which did make it a bit easier to say "now is the time".
1. Stay home
2. Wear a coat
3. Get wet
Dog wishes it to be understood that none of the above is acceptable. Dog demands further and better options. Why can the control-freak human who is always saying "do this do that come here stop down idiot dog" not bring a halt to this incessant rain, then? Hm? Yah. Not so big and clever then, eh?