Guest guest Posted February 24, 2007 Report Share Posted February 24, 2007 Some of y'all will get a great chuckle out of the evening we've had tonight. One of my cats -- BiddeFur -- has used up another life. This time she scared herself to death. My Mom (age 83, and recently moved in with us) had just finished emptying one of the plastic grocery bags and so, of course, BiddeFur stuck her head in the bag to investigate. Yes, you know what happened next. Her head got hung in the handle and she ripped through the house like a terrified rocket, peeing every inch of the way. Imagine the mark of Zorro in urine across our living room carpet! After blazing across the living room 3 times in less than a second (I kid you not), she raced into our bedroom and disappeared. I mean she was totally not to be found anywhere! My hubby took a flashlight and wriggled up inside that narrow center section under the bed, but there wasn't any sign of her. We were both sure we were going to find her hung on something with a broken neck or strangled, so we were searching rather frantically. I started pulling the drawers out one by one, so we could see under the bed better. In drawer #5, she was cowering, shaking like a leaf and I could feel her heart just going lickety split, with the bag still tangled all around her and soaked to the skin with pee. The question now is how did she get inside the drawer???!!!! (And of course, all the sheets and pillowcases in that drawer now have to be washed, too.) We'll have to shampoo all the carpet because she left a " trail of tears " (or something like that!) all over the living room, dining room, hallway, and our bedroom. The house should be particularly aromatic by tomorrow. I took her into the bathroom, carefully extracted her from the bag handles, and held her until she finally stopped shaking. (Yes, my clothes were soaked in her urine at the end of this ordeal) When I finally set her down, I realized I had blood on my shirt. Wonderful! So, then I had to examine this still very scared puss until we could find what was bleeding. Turns out, she had ripped out one front claw. I don't know whether it will grow back or not. After I've rested a bit, I must go back and bathe her .... that oughta be a blast. So, our poster child for " Curiosity Killed the Cat " remains at the top of her game. No slowing down for her! No sirree!!! This means she's down to only 7 lives now. (For any newbies -- her 1st life was used up in December by eating about 20 yards of sewing thread, requiring emergency surgery and a week in the vet hospital.) Take care, Carolyn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted February 25, 2007 Report Share Posted February 25, 2007 Carolyn, What a vivid story! I am glad it wasn't you bleeding. What a night. Poor kitty! My kitty is so scared of everything, she would never give us this good of a story. She is scared of my kids...although that might be slowing changing...she did go in and sleep with Noah the other night. Love you, Carolyn... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted February 25, 2007 Report Share Posted February 25, 2007 We had something similar happen to us many years ago. One of our thoroughbreds picked up a plastic bag that had blown into the paddock. Of course, as soon as she started running it made a tremendous noise that followed her everywhere she ran. She finally managed to open he mouth and drop it. Fortunately, the mare stayed out of the dresser! Poor kitty! Arne Some of y'all will get a great chuckle out of the evening we've had tonight... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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