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Poor widdle Bonnie
I noticed the other day that she had a couple of claws that had grown
into her paw pads. Last night I was able to catch her and clip them, but those that were into the pad were ingrown and I couldn't get them out. I cut them down as much as possible, and she seemed ok and I figured they'd work there way out. There was no stink and no blood. I had Shamrock into regular TED for a steroid shot today and mentioned about Bonnie's claws and she said even if they didn't look like they hurt, likely they did. She told me to pull out the ingrown ones at an angle because they're curved. So tonight at dinner time I was able to catch her and I had already prepped the bathroom counter with some Flush liquid, cotton balls, tweezers and clippers. I still couldn't get them out so off to ER TED since I had her caught. TED pulled them right out, no damage other than some calloused paw pads. No infection, no blood. No need for antibiotics. So she's ok. I can see now I have to try to catch her more often to check her claws since they must have a tendency to grow funny. ER TED said when cats get older they can do that. She's so funny when you can catch her. She plays "flat kitty" and TEDs assistant said she felt like she weighed 453 pounds because she was hard to get off the table. She also plays possum in that she goes completely stiff and dead-like. No movement. Feral instinct? After all these years she'll never grow out of it. |
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Poor widdle Bonnie
On Tue, 03 Jul 2012 21:35:23 -0400, Cheryl wrote:
She's so funny when you can catch her. She plays "flat kitty" and TEDs assistant said she felt like she weighed 453 pounds because she was hard to get off the table. She also plays possum in that she goes completely stiff and dead-like. No movement. Feral instinct? After all these years she'll never grow out of it. I've been told that when they go flat, they're utilizing suction. Buster gets very cowed at TED as well. Dot's a more confident cat, and acts cheeky and complain-y with the vets though. I'll have to watch for ingrown claws too. I tend to check Dot's claws less often than I should, because she's usually a careful and velvet pawed cat. I keep Buster more thoroughly clipped. He's also a poly, so has thumbs whose claws don't shed as easily as the others. |
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Poor widdle Bonnie
On 7/3/2012 10:58 PM, Takayuki wrote:
I've been told that when they go flat, they're utilizing suction. I totally busted out laughing when I read that! Buster gets very cowed at TED as well. Dot's a more confident cat, and acts cheeky and complain-y with the vets though. I'll have to watch for ingrown claws too. I tend to check Dot's claws less often than I should, because she's usually a careful and velvet pawed cat. I keep Buster more thoroughly clipped. He's also a poly, so has thumbs whose claws don't shed as easily as the others. I think these things are not usual for us to look for. I have scratching things all over the house and everyone uses them. I guess not good enough. One thing bothered me. Bonnie is missing a fang. It's only been since her last TED appt because it's never been mentioned, and she's never had any teeth removed. ER TED said her mouth looks good though so I don't know why it's missing. |
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Poor widdle Bonnie
"Cheryl" wrote in message .com... I noticed the other day that she had a couple of claws that had grown into her paw pads. Last night I was able to catch her and clip them, but those that were into the pad were ingrown and I couldn't get them out. I cut them down as much as possible, and she seemed ok and I figured they'd work there way out. There was no stink and no blood. I had Shamrock into regular TED for a steroid shot today and mentioned about Bonnie's claws and she said even if they didn't look like they hurt, likely they did. She told me to pull out the ingrown ones at an angle because they're curved. So tonight at dinner time I was able to catch her and I had already prepped the bathroom counter with some Flush liquid, cotton balls, tweezers and clippers. I still couldn't get them out so off to ER TED since I had her caught. TED pulled them right out, no damage other than some calloused paw pads. No infection, no blood. No need for antibiotics. So she's ok. I can see now I have to try to catch her more often to check her claws since they must have a tendency to grow funny. ER TED said when cats get older they can do that. She's so funny when you can catch her. She plays "flat kitty" and TEDs assistant said she felt like she weighed 453 pounds because she was hard to get off the table. She also plays possum in that she goes completely stiff and dead-like. No movement. Feral instinct? After all these years she'll never grow out of it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Holly lets me do almost everything with her, but she *will not* let me trim her claws. So, I take her to the vet's assistant to have them done. I know "it's time" when I hear them clicking on a hard floor or when I notice her starting to get a little "stuck" on fabric. Duffy does not need to have his claws trimmed. He spends so much time climbing and then sliding back down his climbing poles that he is "self pruning." I made the mistake once of having his claws trimmed when I had both cats at TED for their annual exams. When we got home, Duffy ran to one of his climbing poles. He quickly started to climb up--then suddenly slid right back down. He tried again, and the same thing happened. It looked so funny that I had to laugh, but I also felt terrible about it. My poor little guy had lost his ability to climb (one of his favorite activities) because I had removed his ability to hold onto the pole. It only took a couple of days for Duffy's claws to be sharpened enough so that he had resumed climbing, but I have never again had them trimmed. MaryL |
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Poor widdle Bonnie
Cheryl wrote:
I noticed the other day that she had a couple of claws that had grown into her paw pads. Last night I was able to catch her and clip them, but those that were into the pad were ingrown and I couldn't get them out. I cut them down as much as possible, and she seemed ok and I figured they'd work there way out. There was no stink and no blood. I had Shamrock into regular TED for a steroid shot today and mentioned about Bonnie's claws and she said even if they didn't look like they hurt, likely they did. She told me to pull out the ingrown ones at an angle because they're curved. So tonight at dinner time I was able to catch her and I had already prepped the bathroom counter with some Flush liquid, cotton balls, tweezers and clippers. I still couldn't get them out so off to ER TED since I had her caught. TED pulled them right out, no damage other than some calloused paw pads. No infection, no blood. No need for antibiotics. So she's ok. I can see now I have to try to catch her more often to check her claws since they must have a tendency to grow funny. ER TED said when cats get older they can do that. She's so funny when you can catch her. She plays "flat kitty" and TEDs assistant said she felt like she weighed 453 pounds because she was hard to get off the table. She also plays possum in that she goes completely stiff and dead-like. No movement. Feral instinct? After all these years she'll never grow out of it. Glad she's okay now. -- Adrian |
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"Cheryl" wrote in message .com... I noticed the other day that she had a couple of claws that had grown into her paw pads. Last night I was able to catch her and clip them, but those that were into the pad were ingrown and I couldn't get them out. I cut them down as much as possible, and she seemed ok and I figured they'd work there way out. There was no stink and no blood. I had Shamrock into regular TED for a steroid shot today and mentioned about Bonnie's claws and she said even if they didn't look like they hurt, likely they did. She told me to pull out the ingrown ones at an angle because they're curved. So tonight at dinner time I was able to catch her and I had already prepped the bathroom counter with some Flush liquid, cotton balls, tweezers and clippers. I still couldn't get them out so off to ER TED since I had her caught. TED pulled them right out, no damage other than some calloused paw pads. No infection, no blood. No need for antibiotics. So she's ok. I can see now I have to try to catch her more often to check her claws since they must have a tendency to grow funny. ER TED said when cats get older they can do that. So glad her claws are now sorted. Cats can be so stoic and not give you a clue about things like that, at least you know that she has "funny-growing claws" now. She's so funny when you can catch her. She plays "flat kitty" and TEDs assistant said she felt like she weighed 453 pounds because she was hard to get off the table. She also plays possum in that she goes completely stiff and dead-like. No movement. Boyfie does flat-kitty at TED's and he used to faint clean away, not go stiff though. Just like the poor lad had died of fright. Limp and appearing to be unconscious. Last time he went, he just did flat-kitty with huge eyes, he had to be peeled off the table afterwards, no faint. Feral instinct? After all these years she'll never grow out of it. I think it could well be a feral instinct, especially in a shy cat. Would you say Bonnie is shy with strangers or is it just TED visits that flip her into dead mode? When Boyfie and Tigger visited TED together, Tigger showed his fear in a different way. Outwardly he marched out of his carrier and stood up bravely on the table for his flu+ injection and let the vet pet him. He was sweating so much he left wet pawprints on the examination table and it was not a hot day. My brother is a bit disappointed with Tigger as a pet as he will never get on his lap. He only likes my niece Charlotte (12) He rarely makes an appearance if I am in their house and if he does he makes it very clear that he is too important and regal to know me ;-) (best not remind him of his humble upbringing, he was dumped at the RSPCA as a small kitten) I quite like an arrogant cat - those that have made the best of a poor start in life. Tweed |
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On 7/4/2012 5:39 PM, Christina Websell wrote:
So glad her claws are now sorted. Cats can be so stoic and not give you a clue about things like that, at least you know that she has "funny-growing claws" now. She seems so much more comfortable now, though she's wary of my when I feed her since that was how I managed to grab her when she was off her guard. The only way to pick her up. But she's not mad at me because she still comes to get her pettings and even did so not long after we got home. So she has a big heart to forgive. Boyfie does flat-kitty at TED's and he used to faint clean away, not go stiff though. Just like the poor lad had died of fright. Limp and appearing to be unconscious. Last time he went, he just did flat-kitty with huge eyes, he had to be peeled off the table afterwards, no faint. Poor baby. The fainting must break your heart! The peeling off the table part is exactly like Bonnie! I think it could well be a feral instinct, especially in a shy cat. Would you say Bonnie is shy with strangers or is it just TED visits that flip her into dead mode? She disappears along with Rhett and Scarlett when there are people over. Scarlett and Bonnie will sometimes make an appearance from a distance as long as it isn't a loud crowd but they won't come see anyone unless they are here for a long time, and even then only if it's only one or two people. Rhett stays hidden for hours. He's getting better as it doesn't take him as long to come out when it's quiet but he used to wait hours to come out even when it was quiet. When Boyfie and Tigger visited TED together, Tigger showed his fear in a different way. Outwardly he marched out of his carrier and stood up bravely on the table for his flu+ injection and let the vet pet him. He was sweating so much he left wet pawprints on the examination table and it was not a hot day. I don't think I've seen a cat sweat on their paws but Rhett will sweat on his nose and you can see little droplets on top of his nose when he's stressed. My brother is a bit disappointed with Tigger as a pet as he will never get on his lap. He only likes my niece Charlotte (12) He rarely makes an appearance if I am in their house and if he does he makes it very clear that he is too important and regal to know me;-) (best not remind him of his humble upbringing, he was dumped at the RSPCA as a small kitten) I quite like an arrogant cat - those that have made the best of a poor start in life. I hope your brother eventually accepts Tigger as he is. Rhett isn't a lap cat, neither is Bonnie. You just have to accept them as they are. Shamrock is one of those arrogant cats. LOL He was a stray for I don't know how long before the caretaker had to move and she called a rescue group to come get him because she was afraid no one else would take care of him and he got dependent upon her but she couldn't take him. She was just feeding a stray. He's the most social of my cats and no one bothers or scares him. He has to get in everyone's business who comes into his house. I just love this boy so much. |
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"Cheryl" wrote in message
.com... On 7/4/2012 5:39 PM, Christina Websell wrote: So glad her claws are now sorted. Cats can be so stoic and not give you a clue about things like that, at least you know that she has "funny-growing claws" now. She seems so much more comfortable now, though she's wary of my when I feed her since that was how I managed to grab her when she was off her guard. The only way to pick her up. But she's not mad at me because she still comes to get her pettings and even did so not long after we got home. So she has a big heart to forgive. Boyfie does flat-kitty at TED's and he used to faint clean away, not go stiff though. Just like the poor lad had died of fright. Limp and appearing to be unconscious. Last time he went, he just did flat-kitty with huge eyes, he had to be peeled off the table afterwards, no faint. Poor baby. The fainting must break your heart! The peeling off the table part is exactly like Bonnie! I think it could well be a feral instinct, especially in a shy cat. Would you say Bonnie is shy with strangers or is it just TED visits that flip her into dead mode? She disappears along with Rhett and Scarlett when there are people over. Scarlett and Bonnie will sometimes make an appearance from a distance as long as it isn't a loud crowd but they won't come see anyone unless they are here for a long time, and even then only if it's only one or two people. Rhett stays hidden for hours. He's getting better as it doesn't take him as long to come out when it's quiet but he used to wait hours to come out even when it was quiet. When Boyfie and Tigger visited TED together, Tigger showed his fear in a different way. Outwardly he marched out of his carrier and stood up bravely on the table for his flu+ injection and let the vet pet him. He was sweating so much he left wet pawprints on the examination table and it was not a hot day. I don't think I've seen a cat sweat on their paws but Rhett will sweat on his nose and you can see little droplets on top of his nose when he's stressed. My brother is a bit disappointed with Tigger as a pet as he will never get on his lap. He only likes my niece Charlotte (12) He rarely makes an appearance if I am in their house and if he does he makes it very clear that he is too important and regal to know me;-) (best not remind him of his humble upbringing, he was dumped at the RSPCA as a small kitten) I quite like an arrogant cat - those that have made the best of a poor start in life. I hope your brother eventually accepts Tigger as he is. Rhett isn't a lap cat, neither is Bonnie. You just have to accept them as they are. Shamrock is one of those arrogant cats. LOL He was a stray for I don't know how long before the caretaker had to move and she called a rescue group to come get him because she was afraid no one else would take care of him and he got dependent upon her but she couldn't take him. She was just feeding a stray. He's the most social of my cats and no one bothers or scares him. He has to get in everyone's business who comes into his house. I just love this boy so much. One can accept a cat as he or she is, but that still doesn't mean it doesn't hurt when a cat won't warm up to you. I know my son was hurt because Nanki-Poo (RB) seemed to be afraid of him, even though most animals gravitate to my son. I still feel sad that neither Pickles nor Waffles will cuddle with me in bed, but I know they won't change, and I accept that. Joy |
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"Joy" wrote in message . .. One can accept a cat as he or she is, but that still doesn't mean it doesn't hurt when a cat won't warm up to you. I know my son was hurt because Nanki-Poo (RB) seemed to be afraid of him, even though most animals gravitate to my son. I still feel sad that neither Pickles nor Waffles will cuddle with me in bed, but I know they won't change, and I accept that. I took 5 or 6 years before Boyfie would get on my knee. Now I cannot stop him. Don't give up hope for bed cats. Tweed |
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"Christina Websell" wrote in message
... "Joy" wrote in message . .. One can accept a cat as he or she is, but that still doesn't mean it doesn't hurt when a cat won't warm up to you. I know my son was hurt because Nanki-Poo (RB) seemed to be afraid of him, even though most animals gravitate to my son. I still feel sad that neither Pickles nor Waffles will cuddle with me in bed, but I know they won't change, and I accept that. I took 5 or 6 years before Boyfie would get on my knee. Now I cannot stop him. Don't give up hope for bed cats. Tweed I haven't completely given up, but I don't want to get my hopes up and be even more disappointed. Pickles will occasionally come up and let me skritch her for a minute or so before she goes to the foot of the bed. Once a week or so, Waffles will come up for some skritching, and occasionally he will lie partly across me for a minute or two. Other than that, they stay on the foot of the bed, or sometimes go in the living room to sleep. Joy |
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