A long time ago when one of our cats, a single we had for years with no exposure to FLV, came down with it, we were very puzzled to say the least. The vet told us that when our cat had passed to never again house another cat in our home. Something about virus longevity.
I looked it up. The virus doesnât survive longer than a few hours.
on the up side . . . my mother adopted a tuxedo female with feline xxx issues.
the cat lived a long and happy life . . . many years, a decade+big fraction thereof.
so . . . itâs not a good situation, but it is also not necessarily an immediate grief thing.
The prognosis very much depends on the catâs age.
These are not adult cats, so the prognosis isnât good.
Newer technology is wonderful. What I was told was 30+ years ago.
I think I may have mentioned how (people) food obsessed these two hellions are. Chicken seems to be the most popular, as neither of us can have any roti chicken w/out these two circling us like sharks.
Their sense of smell is so scary acute that they detect what I like to call âthe ghost of chicken,â i.e. the scent clearly left in the air near where the chicken was.
They are cray. Thank goodness they are also absolute sweethearts!
I had a cat that was obsessed with chocolate chip cookies. No matter how quietly I opened the cookie jar he was instantly at my feet.
OMG. I thought chocolate was toxic to both cats & dogs! Not that either have the mental capacity to understand that.
Back in the dark ages I didnât know chocolate was toxic to cats. Apparently he was immune because he lived to a ripe old age.
Donât put a box of chocolates, wrapped or unwrapped, under the Christmas tree if you have a dog.
Once on Easter my daughter woke up early to go find her basket.
Our little Llasa Apso had eaten the foil wrapped ears off of the chocolate bunny.
We didnât know then that chocolate was toxic and dog was ok.
That is good to hear. I have seen some sad cases of inquisitive pupsâ demise due to chocolate poisoning.
I had no idea just how many flowers are toxic to cats ![]()
Not that weâre big flowers-in-the-household folks, but on special occasions the rare bouquet would make its way into our house⌠and almost immediately into a closed room or closet or patio to protect the cat(s).
This is why we canât have nice things ![]()
This is very useful info for those of us who have never lived with cats due to allergies. I had no idea that (at least some?) cats ate houseplants and flowers. A relative sends flowers on some holidays and we would reciprocate in kind, until they finally told me that their cats tried to eat the bouquets. I wish theyâd shared that sooner.
Yeah. During the shit year of 2023 (my triple negative cancer diagnosis & losing my mom to colon cancer and dementia), a LOT of friends and caring folks sent flowers, and we pretty much had to keep them all locked away/outside. TBH the food gifts were more appreciated, especially since our cat at the time had no interest in people food.
Whole other story now ![]()
OTOH, I can tell you all about a certain pet that has keen interest in people food. If weâve been out, my husband and I are vigorously inspected at the door to determine if weâve brought food home (joy!) or have eaten a meal without her (worry!). ![]()
Oh, same! As I mentioned upthread, theyâll smell even the faintest hint of food. I finished some roti chicken straight outta the container, threw the container out, went into the master bathroom⌠and these two savages followed me & jumped up on the sink trying to sniff my mouf!
Yesterday when I was hoping to heat up some rice for my dinner, I turn around for a sec, then find Jonesy and his fat head over the plate. RICE! Nothing is safe here. Our sink has never been this clean ![]()
Mine didnât eat the flowers- just wrecked the bouquets. Same resultâŚbeautiful flowers needed to be hidden away.
Rocky was nuts about basil. He would destroy it by shoving his fat head into the bunch.
Cats, man. The fun just never ends.
Will someone please explain why Ziggy has taken to hunkering under the rollup dish rack in/on the kitchen sink. Even turning on the faucet doesnât budge him. He just gets his paws and butt wet. He leaves when he wants to, and announces it. And no, he makes no effort to drink from the faucet.

