Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for August 14, 2017

elvis! it’s a trap!

how many times will this trick work, i wonder?

Oh, oh, someone’s going to the VET!

Uh-oh . . . don’t trust it Elvis!

Uh oh…

No good can come of this!

Hopefully the biggest issue isn´t catching the right cat.

The Siamese is headed to the V.E.T (Very Expensive Technician) tomorrow. But sadly, that trick won’t work in our family. The Maine Coon is a kibble hog, so no matter who’s going on a trip, he’d eat it all ☺

Oh, the betrayal!

It’s a trap!

The secret is not to make the carrier a big deal. Cafe came to his new home in a carrier. It has stayed in the kitchen, open, and a favorite retreat.

Taz is too smart for that. Beside the dog would eat it all. She knows she’s in for a ride in the carrier before I even get it out. Catching her usually involves crawling under the bed.

Elvis, it’s a trap! Turn around now!

Our three dachshunds consider kibble their favorite treat.

Stomach overrides brain, again.

Cute little Lupin fangs. awww

Our Vet makes house calls. Totally worth it!

6:15 on the west coast and you already have 28 comments, Georgia.

I lost any doubt a long time ago about you having a winner here.

This just proves it.

Whats more, you are getting all these wonderful comments without any trolls chiming in.

Thats sooo cool.

I had a cat that was sooo laid-back. He would just squat in the carrier on the car seat next to me; at the vet’s I could take him out and sit him on my lap with all the other strange animals around. In our yard once he was on my lap when the neighbor’s black lab got loose and came to check him out. He just stayed put until the lab, wanting to play, barked at him, at which point the cat launched to the top of the deck rail and calmly watched him from there.

Trying to stuff my cat into a carrier always reminds of the scene in “Norma Rae” where the police were trying to put Sally Field into the police car. The fight, while eventually unsuccessful is so, so valiant.

I have two cats. Olly lets me put her in the carrier and sits there giving me the guilt stare “How can you treat me like this?” Rusty is simply impossible. Now I just throw a blanket over him and run for the car.

This would not work with my Dean, he’s a nibbler – when I feed them he eats about 3 mouthfuls and walks away from his dish. Probably the main reason Sammy is heavier than him (well he’s also slight bigger) as he always polishes off Dean’s wet food. I do leave their carriers open in the closet for them to sleep in but Sammy always seems to know when we’re going to the v-e-t and disappears

Getting our old Shellie into a carrier is a long hide & seek game, & once in the carrier she complains loudly on the drive to the vet. After a few miles she thinks the carrier is a cat box. But our vet’s crew cleans things up, & it’s more or less a quiet 9 mile trip home. However once home again Shellie is happy with her softer paws after clawmanicure.

Foolish foolish kitty.

We have a multi- stage program for cat packaging. Stage one: bring the carrier up early in the morning and hide it in the bathtub/shower. Stage two: locate designated cat and cuddle them while walking into the bathroom(small confined space with nothing to hide under). Stage three: quickly sweep cat into carrier, apply tourniquet to my most serious injuries,self, limp to the vet.

Run! Elvis Run!

The secret is to deliver all treats daily inside the open carrier. My cats sleep in there waiting for treats. So does the dog.

Please Georgia, Switch the boys over to canned food and meat treats. Dry food like kibble is made of grain and kitty bodies aren’t meant to process it. Cats are pure carnivores and the boys are astute, true warriors, after all, how much intelligence does it take to sneak up on a leaf?

SPOILER ALERT! This won’t work for Tommy.

8-ball likes to sleep in the carriers, especially in winter (right next to a heating vent). Waffle (our Elvis cat) doesn’t. Getting him in a carrier requires Kevlar sleeves and gloves. (Yes, we do have those, mostly for dealing with our Illini blackberry bushes, which are aggressively imperialistic and very well armed.)

All our cats now are rescues, they seem to not mind the carrier. Kinda sad that they take it in stride.

All the cats I have ever had have not minded the carrier. The last time I had to take one to the vet (sadly, because he had developed an illness he could not recover from and had to be put down), I just called and he came right to me (he had been hiding under my bed).

Useful tip: place the carrier on a table right up at the edge, and hold the cat in the air next to it. The cat will walk into the carrier in order to have something solid under its paws.

This is where I get to be ultra-smug, because I do not have the problem of cramming an upset cat into the carrier to take her to the vet. Firstly, my partner and I have our own flats and we spend half the week in each, all three of us packing up and moving flat twice a week. So she is quite used to going into her carrier in order to move flat, and since he lives two minutes away as of a year ago, it’s more of a kitty rucksack these days anyway. She gets half a treat before and the other half afterwards, and doesn’t make a peep, bless her, with only the odd wriggle if we’re too slow opening the front door. If she needs to go to the vet trip, she is not alarmed by going into the carrier, she thinks she’s just going to her other territory.

Smug point two: despite this, and only having to walk two minutes to get to the vet, she hates the vet and sits there in a quivering ball of terror, too anxious to be examined. But we have mobile vets now! If you’re in the UK check out Pawsquad, they’re brilliant, and home visits go so much better. They’re only in a few areas so far, but the business is doing well and they’re expanding.

Oooh, piece o’ kibble! Oooh, piece o’ kibble! Oooh, piece o’ kibble! Oooh, piece o’ kibble!

FOOL! IT’S A TRAP !!

I love that Lupin is showing his canine’s, he looks so hungry!!!

Just this morning my dog had the horrible experience of a vet visit. Don’t let the “no shots, no being left” part fool you, it was absolutely miserable and she is a long-suffering saint. She even knew where we were going because she wasn’t in her working vest or the harness she wears for fun stuff (both get in the way of the vet). Yes, she was handled by someone not on her approved list and will be getting not one pill a day but 2 for the next week (it’s an allergy thing, she’s healthy). And she was such a good girl despite our despicable acts!

I used this method to trap a feral kitten for TNR. The R part of the plan failed when she accidentally became a pampered pet. ❤️

It’s bedtime, and now 2 Maine Coon males are both trying to sleep in the same carrier. Sounds like it will be a long night.

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