Mary, queen of cats

the day-to-day of a grey, furry thing

‘ello, ‘ello

buried in the ' , ' sandboxes by zsh at 21h23 on Tuesday, July 7, 2009

She’s baaaaaack

As you might not have recognised due to the incredible subtlety in the title, the hiatus is finally over.  Mary is back, hopefully to stay.  We aim to update this blog at least once a week with insights into sharing one’s life with a clawed, furry friend.  More information, more pictures, more drama, more warm, fuzzy feelings and – most importantly – more awareness.

How to tell if your cat is plotting to kill you

buried in the ' , ' sandboxes by zsh at 11h48 on Sunday, November 16, 2008

Long time no post.  Still evaluating the usefulness of this medium.  But while we’re in limbo, still had to share this with all cat-lovers out there:

How to Tell if Your Cat is Plotting to Kill You

Hope to be back soon.

One Wild Guess What This Is About

buried in the ' , , , ' sandboxes by Nikki at 19h15 on Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Take one wild guess what this post is about. The winning answer of course is another trip to the vet.

Christmas day, Mary’s new human friend, The Neighbour knocked on our door informing us that Mary had a wound on her shoulder blade and it was bloody.
We have been dealing with this particular wound for quite a while.  We have no idea how she got it. It looks like a graze of some sort. It is not a tear and it is not deep enough for stitched. And we couldn’t put on a Victorian Collar because the wound falls outside the area of the collar. Mary kept on scratching and scratching and it would heal and then just be bloody after she was done with it. We were stumped.

Being Christmas, the vet was closed and we had to wait until the 27th of December for the vet to open. The solution of course was something I never thought of – wrapping the back paw she does the scratching with. As per usual, Mary was really not happy.

Sometime in January the scab of the wound came off. I took off the bandages around her back paw thinking everything was finally over. I was sadly mistaken.  The day after I removed the bandage, the bloody wound was back. So back on the bandages went.  It has now almost been a month and the wound is almost healed. Mary in the meantime, has figured out the most impossible ways to remove the bandages, meaning we have to rebandage her foot every second day or so.

She also uses the bandage to her full advantage. When meowing in the morning to wake us up for food does not work, she loudly sits and picks the bandage with her teeth. She bites and pulls (hard) and then releases it with a loud snap of the teeth. That get us up in a flash.

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The Wound

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Back from the vet, the wound clearly visible

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The bandaged paw

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The bandaged paw

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