Yes most definitely and they are the cat owner too.So ita done with out harm to the cat..The music with the scream is sampled from other source coz its used for many other clips on line.
I use to be a cat owner did many years..about 16 years..and if my cat sounded like that I would definitely be on my way to the vet asap.
Your cat sounds like a real cutie...💕🐱🐱
Makes me wanna get a new one now..👍👍😊😊
Cats snuggle into your heart very easily.
I rescued a cat I found at the lake. My little talking boy. Made a very concerted check to see if anyone had lost him. I think he was tossed away by someone who hoped he'd be adopted.
He's so loving. When I do the chores in the car, sweep it out, clean the dash, pull out the mats and vacuum and all that, he'll get in the back window on a pillow I set there for him just to keep me company.
If you do get a new kitty consider saving one from a shelter. It means even more to save a life that is going to enrich yours so much and for many years to come. Plus, they have their shots and are spayed/neutered already. That saves big $.
Your cat is a silent sweet ccompanys you do stuff and doesnt say."you missed a spot!"
Sounds also like theres a great bond between you too..👍👍👍
🤣🤣Kittens the heart melters..my goodness...wish they could stay a kittens and never grow up..
I had my cat when he was just 6 weeks old from a litter of around 7.He was the last one to come out from the litter having seen all the others and I though.."That's the one".He died when he was around 19 due to thyroid complications and his backs went due to blood clots so it was wise to put him asleep..😌
So maybe on day I may get another one..yes when things have already been done to them it does save money.I know some rescue cats have been mistreated or been through trauma which can occasionally lead to behavioural problems.
That cat isn't hurt. If you look to the left of the frame you'll see something moving under the blanket by the eyes of the cat looking back and then down. He's being scratched. Then they whip off the blanket and hold the kitty as they move him out of the frame.
By the way, cats don't scream like that. It's a vocal dub of a human voice.
I have a cat that is very vocal. He'll talk as he walks around the house. When I give him pettens he talks and closes his eyes.
He's clearly a pampered cat.
It is funny if you watch it without thinking the cat is being hurt.
JMO.
Oh I did know it wasn't the cat's voice, it just seemed like they yanked the kitty... but it's true they didn't cause an injury, and I know Encouragement wouldn't upload something like that either
Oh I did know it wasn't the cat's voice, it just seemed like they yanked the kitty... but it's true they didn't cause an injury, and I know Encouragement wouldn't upload something like that either
Thats right if they just yanked the cat spontaneously it would be distressing for the animal plus it may of just dug its claws into the sofa fabric if just so abruptly moved.You can see the cats responding to activity behind him and you can see his ears and eye gaze are reacting to the hands already under that cover..
Awwww bless you for getting a sense of what I am like.I do appreciate your trust in me..Gotta give you some flowers for that..😊
🌻🌻🌻🌼🌼💐🌼🌼🌹🥀🥀 they should last till around early December ..🤗
Your cat is a silent sweet ccompanys you do stuff and doesnt say."you missed a spot!"
Sounds also like theres a great bond between you too..👍👍👍
🤣🤣Kittens the heart melters..my goodness...wish they could stay a kittens and never grow up..
I had my cat when he was just 6 weeks old from a litter of around 7.He was the last one to come out from the litter having seen all the others and I though.."That's the one".He died when he was around 19 due to thyroid complications and his backs went due to blood clots so it was wise to put him asleep..😌
So maybe on day I may get another one..yes when things have already been done to them it does save money.I know some rescue cats have been mistreated or been through trauma which can occasionally lead to behavioural problems.
What a long and blessed life your kitty had though. Cats are silent sufferers. They rarely cry when they're in pain and they're still little love sponges.
I had to put a kitty to sleep. Broke my heart. She had group of tumors that appeared first as if she had a cold. Sniffles and the like.
I took her to the vet and without any tests he told me the diagnosis.
We gave her steroids to help halt the spread. I prayed and hoped she'd beat it. After a very short time, a matter of a few days, it was clear the tumors were going to win.
I was there with her as she went to sleep. Talking to her and telling her how much I loved her.
I'd found her as a stray. She was in my garage and had come out from the pet door that was installed before I bought the place. She looked at me as if she recognized me and started to run toward me as I stood on my deck watching her. Then she stopped, ducked her head as if to study me a little closer, and realized I wasn't her mommy. She ducked back into the garage.
Something just said, you gotta get that cat.
I went in and found her near the car tire. She let me pick her up and that's when I saw a maggot, they call them bore worms here, had eaten a hole in her neck.
I was thinking she was in a litter that had passed away, maybe the mom died and the kittens starved for lack of nutrition from mom. And somehow this little fighter made her way out and to my house.
The vet cleaned her up and she was doing fine a week later. He said I got her there just in time because the worm was close to a nerve that would have killed her had it eaten through.
I saved her life and then I was there when she left her life. She knew I loved her every single moment. And I still get teary thinking about her laying in my arms for that final time together.
I buried her under the evergreen tree.
What a long and blessed life your kitty had though. Cats are silent sufferers. They rarely cry when they're in pain and they're still little love sponges.
I had to put a kitty to sleep. Broke my heart. She had group of tumors that appeared first as if she had a cold. Sniffles and the like.
I took her to the vet and without any tests he told me the diagnosis.
We gave her steroids to help halt the spread. I prayed and hoped she'd beat it. After a very short time, a matter of a few days, it was clear the tumors were going to win.
I was there with her as she went to sleep. Talking to her and telling her how much I loved her.
I'd found her as a stray. She was in my garage and had come out from the pet door that was installed before I bought the place. She looked at me as if she recognized me and started to run toward me as I stood on my deck watching her. Then she stopped, ducked her head as if to study me a little closer, and realized I wasn't her mommy. She ducked back into the garage.
Something just said, you gotta get that cat.
I went in and found her near the car tire. She let me pick her up and that's when I saw a maggot, they call them bore worms here, had eaten a hole in her neck.
I was thinking she was in a litter that had passed away, maybe the mom died and the kittens starved for lack of nutrition from mom. And somehow this little fighter made her way out and to my house.
The vet cleaned her up and she was doing fine a week later. He said I got her there just in time because the worm was close to a nerve that would have killed her had it eaten through.
I saved her life and then I was there when she left her life. She knew I loved her every single moment. And I still get teary thinking about her laying in my arms for that final time together.
I buried her under the evergreen tree.
That's such a touching account of this cat..😔😔😔..I love that term you used "little love sponges"..I guess that's what they are....
Yes your right that they suffer in great silence and if theres nothing visual you can only tell somethings when by a change in their demeanor..going off their food..being withdrawn and unplayful.
As you highlighted in your account one does become emotionally attached to these felines and their sicknesses and treatment processes can be tough....and you know how those pet insurance companies operate..💰💰💰💷💷💷
Praying for ones pet is always a good thing and ita amazing how that worm was so close to inflicting an injury in her neck that would of been catastrophic.
That's such a touching account of this cat..😔😔😔..I love that term you used "little love sponges"..I guess that's what they are....
Yes your right that they suffer in great silence and if theres nothing visual you can only tell somethings when by a change in their demeanor..going off their food..being withdrawn and unplayful.
As you highlighted in your account one does become emotionally attached to these felines and their sicknesses and treatment processes can be tough....and you know how those pet insurance companies operate..💰💰💰💷💷💷
Praying for ones pet is always a good thing and ita amazing how that worm was so close to inflicting an injury in her neck that would of been catastrophic.
It was a blessing I listened to that little voice that told me to go after her in the garage and not let her be. Had I done I'd have found her dead.
Her name was Tabbikins. ("tabby-kins") I love and miss her still.
It was a blessing I listened to that little voice that told me to go after her in the garage and not let her be. Had I done I'd have found her dead.
Her name was Tabbikins. ("tabby-kins") I love and miss her still.
What a long and blessed life your kitty had though. Cats are silent sufferers. They rarely cry when they're in pain and they're still little love sponges.
I had to put a kitty to sleep. Broke my heart. She had group of tumors that appeared first as if she had a cold. Sniffles and the like.
I took her to the vet and without any tests he told me the diagnosis.
We gave her steroids to help halt the spread. I prayed and hoped she'd beat it. After a very short time, a matter of a few days, it was clear the tumors were going to win.
I was there with her as she went to sleep. Talking to her and telling her how much I loved her.
I'd found her as a stray. She was in my garage and had come out from the pet door that was installed before I bought the place. She looked at me as if she recognized me and started to run toward me as I stood on my deck watching her. Then she stopped, ducked her head as if to study me a little closer, and realized I wasn't her mommy. She ducked back into the garage.
Something just said, you gotta get that cat.
I went in and found her near the car tire. She let me pick her up and that's when I saw a maggot, they call them bore worms here, had eaten a hole in her neck.
I was thinking she was in a litter that had passed away, maybe the mom died and the kittens starved for lack of nutrition from mom. And somehow this little fighter made her way out and to my house.
The vet cleaned her up and she was doing fine a week later. He said I got her there just in time because the worm was close to a nerve that would have killed her had it eaten through.
I saved her life and then I was there when she left her life. She knew I loved her every single moment. And I still get teary thinking about her laying in my arms for that final time together.
I buried her under the evergreen tree.
That's heartbreaking.
Husband had a cat and we got him a company this year, since his cat wasn't cuddly and I wanted a cuddly cat for myself. I asked for THE cuddliest cat in the shelter.
He is amazing the best cat in the world... great personality, brave, friendly, super cuddly, gentle. He's purrrrfect.
I love his elder "brother" too, he isn't cuddly but I like him as he is and wouldn't want him to change. They are both unique...
I sometimes dread losing either one of them, it's going to be very difficult when the time comes... they make my life so much richer. I could be sick and it wouldn't concern me, yet a little "meeewk!" when he's throwing up after chewing on some wheatgrass, or a little sniffle from them, scares the living ghost out of me I run to check if they are okay like a helicopter... They are sooo small and fragile...
