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ksmithMuch colder than it has been. Given that we had January in December and April in January, I guess we shouldn't be surprised that February is behaving like...February. Snow showers moving through. It's 330pm, and already darkening.
My left wrist *hurts*, along the pinky finger edge of my hand and side of the wrist. I'm prone to tendonitis, but have managed to control it in my hands by getting rid of the mouse. I don't know what brought this on. I have been typing, but not at fiendish rates.
Ice. Ibuprofen. Not sure what else to do--can't stop typing.
In other news, puppy health concerns appear to have abated (knock wood). I thought King had cracked a tooth, but that proved not to be the case. Mickey, meanwhile, has been suffering through a bout of GI upset for which I blame myself. I couldn't find their usual dry dogfood in any of the local grocery stores, and thought that a similar grade of the same brand would work just as well. Wrongo. It took a day or two for the symptoms to present, but suffice it to say that if you struck a match anywhere in the Mickster's general vicinity over the last couple of days, you could kiss your eyebrows goodbye. Given that he spends most of the day in my office...I'd been working elsewhere.
I got hold of their regular food. Gave Mick a couple of doses of Imodium, and stuck to light feedings. The tum is still roiling a bit, but its owner seems to be better. Mickey does have a touchier than usual digestive tract, although I will admit that I can't understand how animals that can dig up bones that have been in the ground for weeks and go on to consume the moldy meat and marrow get thrown for a loop when given dry food with a slightly different grain/fat/protein ratio.
My left wrist *hurts*, along the pinky finger edge of my hand and side of the wrist. I'm prone to tendonitis, but have managed to control it in my hands by getting rid of the mouse. I don't know what brought this on. I have been typing, but not at fiendish rates.
Ice. Ibuprofen. Not sure what else to do--can't stop typing.
In other news, puppy health concerns appear to have abated (knock wood). I thought King had cracked a tooth, but that proved not to be the case. Mickey, meanwhile, has been suffering through a bout of GI upset for which I blame myself. I couldn't find their usual dry dogfood in any of the local grocery stores, and thought that a similar grade of the same brand would work just as well. Wrongo. It took a day or two for the symptoms to present, but suffice it to say that if you struck a match anywhere in the Mickster's general vicinity over the last couple of days, you could kiss your eyebrows goodbye. Given that he spends most of the day in my office...I'd been working elsewhere.
I got hold of their regular food. Gave Mick a couple of doses of Imodium, and stuck to light feedings. The tum is still roiling a bit, but its owner seems to be better. Mickey does have a touchier than usual digestive tract, although I will admit that I can't understand how animals that can dig up bones that have been in the ground for weeks and go on to consume the moldy meat and marrow get thrown for a loop when given dry food with a slightly different grain/fat/protein ratio.
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Date: 2006-02-04 10:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-04 10:33 pm (UTC)*recalls what usually remains of deer carcass after the local coyotes finish with it*
*recalls the glee showed by King when he stumbled upon said deer carcass before the coyotes got hold of it*
He tried to drag it home. Wound up just bringing home the bones of one leg, still strung together by ligaments. Rattle rattle rattle.
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Date: 2006-02-04 10:40 pm (UTC)I bet that was a lovely find. "Good boy" *Gross! Now where can I ditch this...*
Pets, ya gotta love 'em.
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Date: 2006-02-04 11:10 pm (UTC)This happened around Halloween, which proved altogether too appropriate.
I hid the bones in the garage until I could shove them into the garbage bin. King could smell them, and kept trying to drag them out of every place I tried to stash them.
It was even more amusing when he found the deer foot. It stuck out of his mouth like a cigar. He was soo happy.
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Date: 2006-02-05 12:52 am (UTC)"Here boy, go brush you teeth Ack!! NO! Don't lick me!"
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Date: 2006-02-05 05:49 am (UTC)I are a frellin' illiterate.
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Date: 2006-02-08 12:34 am (UTC)The girls, separately, refused to touch it, as I recall. Merlin also had little to no interest in it. Max, who dislikes most canned food unless just-opened, was interested, so he ate a tiny amount.
And then proceeded to toss his cookies all over the bedroom suite. Six times.
No, I do not feed with raw meat, thank you. Too much excitement....
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Date: 2006-02-08 12:39 am (UTC)The standard advice is to allow 1 week for a major food change for a dog. 3 weeks if they're particularly sensitive. Is the rule the same for cats?
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Date: 2006-02-08 08:40 pm (UTC)I've never done professional advice, except in letting them taste samples. If the cat goes for the sample (put out next to regular food, often) then they can have more of the sample--or eventually switch to that sample. I switched the boys last month because the food they used to eat now has corn protein in it. We did this first by letting them sample, then mixing old and new, then phasing out old.
Older cats do not change food well (see Max...) I tried to change Meg to a hairball food when she was around ten, and she itched from it--so badly she scarred her nose. So, only change older cats if there's a strong reason for it.
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Date: 2006-02-08 12:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-08 08:42 pm (UTC)