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Cats
- Thread starter Toto_Chan
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I like cats as long as they stay the hell away from me.
A little while after petting one my eyes get itchy and start to water. If I don't go and wash up I turn into an ugly weasing, red eyed, nose dripping crack head zombie that will eat your cat.
A little while after petting one my eyes get itchy and start to water. If I don't go and wash up I turn into an ugly weasing, red eyed, nose dripping crack head zombie that will eat your cat.
We're going to look at some kittens tonight; we've volunteered to foster a pair until they get adopted. I fully expect to keep at least one of them. 
I'm a cat person. Me and my girlfriend's cat is about 3 months old. He has tons of personality, Charlie the cat.
Once, one of my mom's cats came home with a huge gash in his leg. It looked like somebody shot the poor thing, but he was probably just fighting with the other tomcats. I knew he'd never heal up right, and he might have gotten an infection if I didn't do something to help him. He wouldn't let me touch him and tried to scratch and bite, a natural reaction. So I looked in my mom's cabinet and found an old bottle of some pain medicine she had from surgery a while back. I crushed up a very small piece of it and got some soft food at the store to mix it in. I used the wieght ratio I learned in nursing class that they use for small children to decide on a dose (I'm not reccommending anyone to do that, but long story short I know what I'm doing). Once he was sedated, I was able to clean his wound and put Neosporin on him, and bandage him up. I brought him food and water for a few days so he wouldn't get up, and changed his bandages from time to time. His huge wound soon healed right up and I'm proud of that
Once, one of my mom's cats came home with a huge gash in his leg. It looked like somebody shot the poor thing, but he was probably just fighting with the other tomcats. I knew he'd never heal up right, and he might have gotten an infection if I didn't do something to help him. He wouldn't let me touch him and tried to scratch and bite, a natural reaction. So I looked in my mom's cabinet and found an old bottle of some pain medicine she had from surgery a while back. I crushed up a very small piece of it and got some soft food at the store to mix it in. I used the wieght ratio I learned in nursing class that they use for small children to decide on a dose (I'm not reccommending anyone to do that, but long story short I know what I'm doing). Once he was sedated, I was able to clean his wound and put Neosporin on him, and bandage him up. I brought him food and water for a few days so he wouldn't get up, and changed his bandages from time to time. His huge wound soon healed right up and I'm proud of that
Here's an older picture, but not much has changed besides her getting more fat and more lazy. 
She also enjoys laying on amps and speaker cabinets.
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I'm moving out for graduate school in about a month, so she'll be staying here with the 'rents. I'm going to miss her.
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I'm moving out for graduate school in about a month, so she'll be staying here with the 'rents. I'm going to miss her.
