So here we are in another month! Where's the year going? How lovely though to see a return of the sunshine and all my daffodils in bloom in the garden. A little warmer too, which has helped me get used to less hair around the collar! A little less of a foxy hair style than Alison Young – but hey I can't compete with these spring chickens!
I promised to update you on my cat Dodge's health, and I'm delighted to tell you that he's up and well again. You may remember last week I mentioned that I was about to take him to the vet as he wasn't feeling too bright, and had been drooling everywhere… in fact I had to chastise myself for getting a tad shirty with him when I thought he'd wee'd on the bed.
He had in fact been dribbling so much that there was literally a huge damp pool on the cover next to him. The emergency vet said he was possibly feeling nauseous but that we should get him checked out. So that morning I donned my protective clothing, locked the cat flap, shut Dodge in the bedroom and went to get THE IGLOO!
It's actually a wicker cat basket that looks like an igloo, but once spotted by our furry felines, it induces a state of mad panic which results in them escaping to the darkest deepest corner of the house, only to return once the vet's strict appointment time has passed. Luckily by hiding the offending basket around the corner Dodge was none the wiser and having shut him into his transporter, off we went.
Over the years I have become more familiar with conditions such as ear mites, ticks, fur balls, and field mites – not myself suffering with them you understand, just the cats. However, our vet's suggestion as to what may be causing poor Dodge to salivate sufficiently to keep a small lawn moist, came as somewhat of a surprise to me… in fact it was more of a question than a suggestion….'Would you know if Dodge has been licking a toad?' What kind of question is that?! It's not as though I follow him around constantly, or even ask him where's he's been – it doesn't work with teenagers so why should it work with a cat?!
I wondered if he had been seeking out a frog to kiss perhaps… we all know the fairy story. All that said, poor Dodge was definitely suffering from a reaction to some form of poison, so the vet suggested putting him on a drip and keeping him in overnight. He definitely wasn't feeling himself as he let me put him back in THE IGLOO without a murmur. But I knew he'd be fine after some professional TLC.
It was a very different cat I picked up the following day – all perky and bright – and I couldn't help but smile as the vet advised me to keep him away from toads in the future to avoid the same thing happening again. Any advice, suggestions or recommendations as to how I might do this would be very gratefully received, as would your stories of similar happenings.
Have you ever heard of this before? I did read whilst at the vets about some ghastly sort of lug worm that can grow in an animals stomachs if they eat snails… perhaps that's only if they're not cooked in garlic.
Anyway, as always it's great to hear from you, and I thought you might like to see another picture of my lovely cat (above) to prove that even after licking a toad you can still look incredibly handsome!