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Make Your Pet an Exercise Buddy

Sat, 29 Mar 2014 07:20:00 +0000

Make Your Pet an Exercise Buddy

If you exercise with your pet, you'll both benefit. Shine a flashlight on the wall or wave a string while you do a step aerobics routine. Your cat will get a healthy workout chasing the light, and you'll be thoroughly entertained. And nationwide, there are yoga classes for people and their dogs, called dog . Call your local gym or ask your vet if there are similar programs in your area.

More Interaction, Less Isolation

One key to a healthy mind is staying engaged with others. And pet owners have a tendency to want to talk with other pet owners. A dog is a conversation waiting to happen. People, especially other people with dogs, will stop and talk with you when they see you walking your pet. Visiting a dog park lets you socialize with other owners while your dog socializes with their dogs.

20 Questions to Ask Before You Foster a Cat

Fri, 28 Mar 2014 06:47:00 +0000

20 Questions to Ask Before You Foster a Cat

Fostering pets has been one of the most rewarding experiences of my life and is something I encourage everyone I know to do. But I’ve learned some big lessons along the way.

For the experience to turn out well for the foster parent and the rescue organization (and, most of all, the cat), it’s crucial that all parties communicate and be clear about their expectations and responsibilities.

Here are some questions to ask the rescue group or shelter before you sign up to foster (the group will most likely have you fill out a foster-home application as well). Don’t be alarmed if the group doesn’t have answers to all the questions you ask. Each organization has its own procedures.

Questions about the cat:

1- How did he come to be with the shelter or rescue group and how long has he been there?

2- Why does he need a foster home now?

3- Does he have any medical concerns or need medication?

4- Has he been neutered (or spayed, if the cat is female)? If not, when will he be?

5- Is he up to date on his vaccinations and has he been tested for diseases such as FELV and FIV?

6- Since conditions such upper respiratory infections cannot be tested for, how long should I keep him separated from my own pets?

7- Does he have any behavioral issues or concerns? How are they dealt with?

8- Do you know how he is with kids, cats, dogs and/or strangers? Can my children or pets meet him before I commit to fostering him?

9- Do you know how he does when left alone?

10- Is he litter box trained?

Questions about the fostering process:

11- How long will I be expected to foster this cat? If it’s until a suitable home is found, how long do you expect that to take?

12- What happens if I can no longer care for the cat?

13- Who pays for medical bills if they arise? Does that include treatments for my pets if they catch something from my foster cat?

14- What should I do if there’s a medical emergency?

15- Who is responsible for communicating with potential adopters, screening them and introducing the cat to them?

16- Will I be required to bring him to adoption events and, if so, where/when?

17- Will you provide food, litter, supplies (such as a litter box), medications, etc., or will I be expected to?

18- If I have a problem, whom can I contact? If I leave a message, how quickly will that person get back to me?

19- Could my foster cat be deemed unadoptable and, if so, what happens then?

20- Can I adopt him if I choose?

Even the best-prepared foster parent should expect the unexpected. But it’s so worth it. Like Marge, the cat with cerebellar hypoplasia whom I planned to keep for two weeks as she recovered from an upper respiratory infection — but who stayed for four months when it became obvious that she wouldn’t do well in the shelter.

Marge had to be isolated and needed daily physical therapy and enrichment work. She was one of my greatest challenges, but that just made it all the more rewarding when she found the perfect home, a devoted couple who continued her physical therapy. Last I heard, Marge is able to climb and descend stairs like a champ — something we never thought possible when she first came to the shelter.

cats suffer from air conditioner in the summer

Fri, 28 Mar 2014 06:31:00 +0000

cats suffer from air conditioner in the summer

As the momma of two long-hair cats (and one thick-coated short-hair), I’m oh too familiar with the disdainful look on their faces whenever

I go to turn down the air conditioner during the summer months. “You try wearing a fur coat, lady,” their faces say as they spread as much of their bodies as possible along my tile kitchen floors.

homemade summer cat treats

Summer heat is serious business for pet parents and, while dogs get most of the heatstroke-related media play, cats can suffer from it as well.

I came up with this recipe to make beating the heat fun, delicious and entertaining for my feline friends. My cat the Terrible loves Catsicles, and chances are yours will too!

What you need: makes about 15 catsicles

15 8-ounce plastic cups

1 5.5-ounce can of your cat’s favorite wet food (smooth, not chunky, works best)

Catnip and/or soft cat treats (optional)

One small square of Saran Wrap

Check out the steps below to find out how to make this fun summer cat treat recipe!

Be careful: Maybe there is a toxic plants in the house

Fri, 28 Mar 2014 06:15:00 +0000

Be careful: Maybe there is a toxic plants in the house

Take a Peek at Your Plants

Many cats like to snack on household plants. In fact, a great way to enrich your cat’s environment is to keep cat grass in your windowsill. However, be sure to check the ASPCA’s database of toxic and non-toxic plants to be sure your cats treat won’t come with a nasty trick.

Be careful in choosing the type of plants in your home and always be sure to question the veterinarian on the types of plants in your home and are they dangerous to the life of cats, because there rare species of plants pose a risk to the lives of the animals do not pose a risk to human at all.

Why Cats love to look out the window

Fri, 28 Mar 2014 06:00:00 +0000

Why Cats love to look out the window

Screen Your Screens

Cats love to look out the window, but make sure your cat is safe by checking and re-checking your screens. Cats may fall out of unscreened or poorly-screened windows. In fact, it happens often enough to have a name: feline high-rise syndrome.

Be careful of the open windows in the upper floors special, and at the same time do not leave your cat without looking out of windows a day that makes them happy.

Why the cats love curly wires

Fri, 28 Mar 2014 05:51:00 +0000

Why the cats love curly wires

My own cat had a love of curly wires, especially phone chords. got lucky he avoided getting shocked but many cats can shock themselves and/or burn their mouths from chewing on wires around your house. Check out these tips for cat-proofing wiring in your home.

And feel the energy that the exit of cats inside through complex wiring try a period not exceeding every week to give the cat a complex wire and let it play until it emptied its capacity

Did you know that milk medicine for cats

Fri, 28 Mar 2014 05:36:00 +0000

Did you know that milk medicine for cats

Cat Pass on the Milk

What’s a better treat for a Cat than a nice warm bowl of milk? Almost anything. Most cats are lactose intolerant, so a big bowl of milk for kitty will likely equal a big litter box mess for you. Side effects can include vomiting, diarrhea and upset stomachs.

So do not forget to make your cat likes milk does not make it likes meat and poultry only.

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Fri, 28 Mar 2014 05:04:00 +0000

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Cat in the home

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 03:27:00 +0000

Cat in the home

If ingested, string, thread, ribbon yarn, etc. can cause life-threatening intestinal issues in cats. Learn more about string and cats, then check out these safer ways to play with your cat.

I like all cats and dogs but I'm a cat persone my vet think my cat princess is a very nice but she getting to skinny.
they think she might have cancer I hope not I'm praying for her very day.she 8 yearold I love her,

Lol I'm a cat lover too, and I'm so sorry to hear that. I'll pray for your Princess as well. I hope everything turns out well for both of you.

Horse or imagination

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 05:49:00 +0000

Horse or imagination

When Michael learned that the National The atr of Great Britain in London wanted to turn his World War I-era children’s book, War Horse, into a play starring life-size horse puppets, he was, to put it mildly, skeptical.

“This was a story about one of the grimmest wars that’s ever been,” he said. “Horse puppets didn’t seem to be able to carry the story.

He was wrong. The show, which premiered in 2007, transferred to the West End in 2009, where it continues to play.

monsters under our bed

Tue, 05 Feb 2013 22:00:00 +0000

monsters under our bed

"Mum! There’s a monster under my bed!" Gordon shouted.

His mum came running through and turned the bedroom light on. "Gordon, there’s no monster," she sighed. "Come and look." He crawled out of bed and looked under the bed.

"Now go to sleep and stop worrying. There is no such thing as a monster."

"But Mum, I heard it breathing. It sounded horrible. I thought it was going to eat me," Gordon shivered.

"I don’t know what you heard, Gordon, but it wasn’t a monster. You were just dreaming," she assured him. After kissing him on the cheek, she pulled the covers around him, turned the light off and went back to her room.

Gordon lay in his bed, listening for sounds. CRUNCH! GROAN! SLOBBER! GRRRR!

There it went again. He pulled the covers over his head but the noises wouldn’t go away. Remembering what his mum had said, he slipped out of bed and turned his light on. He stood, looking around. He walked over to his closet and opened it. There was nothing in there except his toys and his clothes. He dropped to his knees and lifted the covers.

"HI!" the monster said, sliding out from under the bed. Gordon was about to scream when the monster put his fingers to his lips. "Shhh! Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you."

Gordon didn’t say a word. He stared at the monster. It was purple, had big yellow spots all over its skin, two fat horns sticking out of the top of its head, sharp claws on its feet and chubby fingers. Its lips were bright green and its eyes were orange. Gordon noticed a tear running down its face. "Why, why are you crying?" he stuttered.

Monsters Under Your Bed

"I’m lost. I hope you don’t mind me hiding under your bed, but it’s warm there and I didn’t know where else to go," it slobbered.

"Who are you? What are you?" Gordon asked, feeling less afraid.

"My name is Keelin. I live in a cave near the loch. This morning I went for a walk. It was such a pretty day. I was chasing a big, black crow and the next thing I knew, I was lost. I saw your croft and thought I might find someone to help me get home," Keelin said.

"But my mum looked under the bed and she couldn’t see you," Gordon said.

"Grown ups can’t see me; only children can. Will you help me get home?" Keelin begged.

"In the morning. I’m not going out tonight. It’s freezing out there. Go back to sleep for a while and I’ll help you when the sun’s out," Gordon said.

"I’m hungry," Keelin complained.

"What sort of things to you eat?" Gordon asked.

"I love grubs and oh, I think roasted crickets are delicious too, but my favorite food of all is crow. That’s why I was chasing it. I wanted to have it for my tea tonight," Keelin drooled.

Gordon yawned. "I don’t have any grubs or crickets and I certainly don’t have crow, but if you promise to be quiet, I’ll go into the kitchen and see what I can find. Be quiet!" Gordon warned and tiptoed out of the room.

The pudgy monster sat on the floor and picked up a rubber ball. He put it in his mouth and tried to chew it. "This is horrid," he moaned and spit it out. He started biting his claws.

Gordon came back carrying a plate of food. "Here, you can eat this," he said, handing it to Keelin.

"What is it?" he asked, looking at the food.

"It’s sausages and beans and boiled potatoes," he answered. Keelin put the whole plate in his mouth. "Wait!" Gordon said. "You aren’t supposed to eat the plate too." But it was too late. Keelin chewed and crunched the whole thing.

Gordon stood still, watching Keelin’s face. "That was good."

"Go to sleep now," Gordon sighed. He climbed into bed and pulled the covers up.

Keelin climbed under the bed and fell asleep. He made all kinds of noises, he snored, he moaned and groaned but Gordon wasn’t afraid any more.

When he woke up the next morning, Keelin was still asleep under his bed. Gordon grabbed hold of one of his plump toes and pinched it. "Time to get up and get you back to your cave."

Keelin yawned and stretched. His tummy growled and the bright yellow spots on his skin turned even brighter. Gordon laughed. Keelin stood by the window as Gordon opened it wide. "Come on, Keelin. Let’s go," Gordon called. He jumped on the grass and the monster followed.

They walked through the glen towards the loch. A bumblebee buzzed past them. Keelin tried to grab it with his hands but missed. Two pink butterflies fluttered from thistle to thistle. Keelin reached for them but missed and grabbed hold of the thistle. He shouted, "OUCH!" as the prickles dug into his skin. A crow flew high above them. "I’m hungry," Keelin pouted, seeing his breakfast flying out of reach.

"There’s the loch," Gordon pointed out. "You’re nearly home. What side of the loch is your cave on? This is a big loch!"

Keelin looked from side to side. "I don’t know. I think it’s over there, at the bottom of the hill, but I’m not sure."

The boy and the monster walked around the whole loch until they finally came to a cave. "Is this it?" Gordon asked.

Keelin went inside to look. He came out smiling, "This is it! This is my cave. Would you like to come in and see where I sleep?

Gordon shrugged his shoulders and went into the cave. It was dark and the inside of the cave walls were covered with emerald green moss. There was a pile of dried heather on the floor. "Is this your bed?" he asked.

Keelin nodded. "I have to gather twigs to build a fire. I sit right here," he pointed, and roast my crow or grubs and crickets over it. Would you like some? I’ve got a pile of grubs right here," he said, reaching over and picking them up.

"That’s all right, Keelin. I am not hungry," Gordon swallowed in disgust. "Well, you’re safe and sound back home. I think I’ll get back to my house now. Try not to get lost again," he smiled.

Gordon waved goodbye and headed back home. Later that night, as he lay in bed, he heard a noise under his bed. He was about to shout for his mum, but decided to look for himself. There was a monster. It wasn’t Keelin though. "Who are you?" Gordon asked, "and what are you doing under my bed?"

A skinny gray monster climbed out from underneath. It had long arms and legs, huge ears and a long pointed nose. Its eyes were blue and on top of its head was a tuft of lime green hair. "I’m Brogan. Keelin told me if I ever got lost, to come to your house and you’d help me find my way home. Please help me. I’ve never been lost before!" the monster pleaded.

Gordon sighed. Every night from then on a different monster showed up under his bed. He didn’t shout, he didn’t cry and he didn’t call for his mum. When he woke up, he always had to help them get back home. He met orange monsters, black monsters, green monsters, pink monsters and once he even met a tartan monster! Soon he knew every monster in the glen. It didn’t take long before he knew what they all ate and where they all lived.

So, the next time you think you hear a monster under your bed, remember, they might just be lost and need someone to help them find their way home. Oh, and always keep a supply of grubs and crickets nearby, incase they get hungry.

when my friend tries

Tue, 05 Feb 2013 08:17:00 +0000

when my friend tries

? How to Help a Friend Quit Smoking

? Can I really help someone who is trying to quit smoking

Yes. Once a smoker has decided to quit, they are most likely to make it when friends and family give their help and support. If your friend hasn’t decided to quit yet, you can help them think of reasons for quitting, set a target quit date and offer to help in any way you can

? How do I begin

First of all, quitting is different for each smoker. So, ask your friend how you can be most helpful. This will show that you care and that you really want to help

Maybe you've already tried to help someone and they weren't successful. That's okay. Remember you can be a big help, but it's not your fault if they aren’t successful this time

How do tigers hunt in the jungle?

Tue, 05 Feb 2013 08:13:00 +0000

How do tigers hunt in the jungle

when hunting in the jungle, they hide behind tall grasses and watch and wait for their prey to completely let down it's guard. Then when the prey is as clueless as a blind guy, the tiger jumps out of its safe zone and attacks his prey by the neck to cut off the prey's oxygen completely

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