Two Wet, Smelly Pussies

The BBQ Pit
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Word of caution-NEVER take two cats to the vets at the same time during a heat wave.

So we took Buffy and Gypsy in for their annual visit to the vet’s. We put Gypsy in the newer, bigger carrier-because she’s bigger, and Buffy in the little one. Both of them were howling when we put them in the car-although Gypsy settled down.

We get there, and Gypsy’s sitting there, shaking, but keeping her cool. Buffy, however, is trying to burrow down in the carrier, and her heart is pounding a mile a minute. When we finally get them checked out, this accounts for her temperature being slightly higher than normal. But both are healthy-Gypsy weighs 11.3 pounds, Buffy is 8.9. They get their shots, behave for the vet, and we set out for home.

Well, we’re in the middle of a heat wave. On the way home, Buffy starts panting. Then, all of a sudden, the car fills with the unmistakable fragrance of cat pee. She was so scared she peed herself. Now she’s crying and she’s wet and the car stinks, despite the AC.

Gypsy, meanwhile, has her mouth hanging open and is drooling. It scared me-because I thought she was having a seizure, but my mom told me she’s only panting. If only.

We get them home, in the door, I set them down, let Gypsy out, and run upstairs to change. Then I run back down and try to search for the SensiCare Flea and Tick Shampoo. We have Buffy in her crate in the bathroom. My mother locates the stuff, we fill the tub a little bit, pour in the shampoo, and plop poor, stinky, pee-soaked Buffy in.

She’s not happy, especially as her shoulder is sore from a shot. But, we manage to get her washed, dried and put her in my parents’ walkin closet, on the window where she has her pillow. We displace Noel from the pillow, put down some beach towels, and put poor wet Buffy there.

Well, I put on clean clothes and go down to get a snack. Little did I know. My mother is checking the other crate. Gypsy also wet herself, and now we have to find her. My sister is screaming because Gypsy had gone into her room. “My new rug! My new rug!”

I run upstairs while my mother gets another bath ready. I change into an old robe and find Gypsy in the hall, taking a bath-holding up one very wet, matted leg. sigh

She sees me and tries to run. She tries to dive under my mom’s bed, and I grab her by the hindquarters. I cringe, but hey, we have to get her.

I cuddle her and bring her down, and repeat the whole process. Then take her upstairs on my mom’s bed.

Now, hours later, they’re dry, clean, and fed. And I’m exhausted.

At least I learned something-cat piss really stinks in a hot car-even when it’s air-conditioned.

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From the looks of things it would seem that I make the 27th diappointed male to open this thread and find that it is in fact a cat thread.

You are indescribably wicked. :smiley:

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What else would it be about, you pervert!!!

:smiley:

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you only get to cry wolf twice - next time’s gotta be for real :slight_smile:

Re: the OP - poor kittens :frowning: Mine have never been scared enough to wet themselves! (that I know of) :o

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My cat Manfred always pees in his carrier when we put him in the car. We have an at-home vet for that very reason. He sheds and howls piteously as well.

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My cat Henry deficates when he is scared. Pee is nothing compared to a pile of big stinking cat poo. And, Henry has 6 toes on his front paws—they are massive, like big mittens. Imagine cleaning cat shit out of those paws! :eek:

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Well, it was on the way home, and they were really good for the vet. I think it was more the car ride and the fact that it was so freaking hot outside.

Poor little babies. I wonder why BOTH of them did it.

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Peer Pressure ?

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I knew, I KNEW that this had to be a post about gamey housecats, but I still had to check :frowning:

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Geez, sounds like your vet has a few issues to work on…:smiley:

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I caught that after I hit submit…

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Has anyone ever noticed a cat “sweating” out of their paw pads when nervous. I swear. I am not making this up. I had a cat, recently deceased (We’ve lost three of five in a year, so much for nine lives), who used to leave little wet paw prints all over when nervous - pretty much only at the vet.

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You know what they say, “fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice shame on me.”

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Let me just add my voice to the chorus. Guin, I knew what this was going to be about! But I had to be sure! Aigh!

You’re an evil, evil woman. :wink:

And cat pee smells indescribably bad in any circumstance whatsoever; it doesn’t even have to be in a hot car. The worst I’ve ever experienced is hauling an entire, cat-pee-soaked wall-to-wall carpet down a flight of stairs, through the house, out the door, through the back yard, and into the alley. In August. It took weeks to get the smell out of the house. Ick.

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My cat, thankfully, has never peed in the cat carrier. She does howl though, and cry… and oh my GOD, she drools. Last time we went to the vet, the whole front of her fur was dripping wet from drool and slobber by the time we got home. She’s an outdoor kitty… I always wondered why she got so freaked out by the car rides, so awhile back I put her (no carrier) on the front seat of my car, with the window cracked so she could see and hear outside, and drove really slowly around the block. She started crying when I turned the corner, all the way around, and stopped when I got back near our house and she could see the familiar trees.

So I guess, at least my cat, doesn’t like not knowing where she is, because she’s fine in the car within about 4 houses of my own in either direction.

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Beagle said:

I read somewhere that the only place dogs sweat is on their feet, so it makes sense that cats would do it as well. I know when my dog comes in from the hot outdoors, he SMELLS sweaty, but I never noticed them actually being wet.

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Guinastasia :

Though this was probably not your intent, your making cats look good. (In comparison to my guinea pigs that is.) :smiley:

One of them in particular has taken to peeing on anyone who picks her up. She’s a cute, sweet looking thing, and waits until just the right moment. I’ve tried warning people, but she’s so ‘nice and cuddly and friendly!’ that it never works. One friend had to learn twice within a half hour, apparently the large wet stain on her jeans wasn’t enough, she had to go for a matching wet shirt as well.

Oh, and paper towels shaped into little guinea pig diapers don’t work. I’ve tried.
:slight_smile:

Viv

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Aw, poor little things!

Yes, I love my kitties. I just felt SO BAD for them. Misty and Noel cry the way there, but they calm down once we get there, and are fine on the way back. Noel’s been there so many times she’s used to it. She’s a regular there, so it’s not a big deal-which is funny because Noel is so fussy otherwise.

The girlies are fine, though, today. They’re still sore though, from their shots, so they can’t be picked up and cuddled.

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Damn!

Q

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As a kid, whenever we used to take the family cat in the car anywhere, we used to crush up a small valium tablet and mix it in with some tuna and a bit of cheese. Man, that cat would scoff it down and then, about 30 mins later she would be soooooooooooo out of it. You could throw her around the room like a rag doll and she’d just purr.

So, we’d just put her in her special box with a water dish and a cool damp towell to lie on if she got hot and voila! Smooth runnings Mon!