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Mothers Day Essay Submission

I am a very lucky cat because I don’t have one mother but 3. There is the chief mother and 2 smaller ones.

I fell in love with you at first sight and I am so happy I decided to adopt you! When my chief mother kisses goodnight to my 2 smaller mothers, I follow you from room to room and get plenty of family hugs. I know you laugh at me saying that I think I am a dog, but really, this is how I love you. It also makes laugh that I befriend dogs, and I don’t have one ounce of aggressivity in me, but I am just a loving person and as you say: “kind of a zen monk”.

You all really take good care of me so I never stop going from one to the other, to show you that I love you equally. I feel so safe with you that I don’t complain when you give me my treatment and I know you appreciate it because you always give me a treat. I know you feel safe with me too, because I protect you, stay with you if you are sick. warn you when there is a noise outside. I can’t help it, it is in my nature to protect you!

I am not a pet, I am much more than that. I am your son, you are my mothers, and I love it! I love you moms! Happy mother’SSS day!

Love always,

Mr Frimousse.

 

 

 

Celebrate Pet Safety this Memorial Day

Fourth Of July Cat With Balloons and Flag

As the unofficial start to summer, Memorial Day is a great excuse to get outdoors. But whether you’re partying, barbequing, or just soaking up some rays, it’s important to keep your pet’s safety in mind at all times. To prevent any Memorial Day mishaps, we’ve put together five tips to help protect animals during the “Dog Days” of the season.

Party Smart

Barbequing is one of the best parts of Memorial Day, but remember that the food and drink you serve your guests may be poisonous to pets. Keep alcoholic beverages away from animals, and remind guests not to give them any table scraps or snacks. Raisins, grapes, onions, chocolate, and avocado are all common at barbeques—and they’re all especially toxic to animals.

Be Cool Near the Pool

Don’t leave pets unsupervised around a pool or lake—not all dogs are expert swimmers! Introduce your pets to water gradually and make sure they wear flotation devices when on boats. Also, try to keep your dog from drinking pool water, which contains potentially dangerous chemicals like chlorine.

Skip the Spray

Unless specifically designed for animals, insect repellant and sunscreen can be toxic to pets. Signs of repellent toxicity include drooling, vomiting, diarrhea, excessive thirst, and lethargy. DEET, a common insecticide in products for humans, may cause neurological issues in dogs.

Made in the Shade

Pets can get dehydrated quickly, so if you’re spending time outside, give them plenty of fresh, clean water and make sure they have a shady place to get out of the sun. Note that animals with flat faces, like Pugs and Persian cats, are more susceptible to heat stroke since they cannot pant as effectively. These pets, along with the elderly, the overweight, and those with heart or lung diseases, should be kept cool in air-conditioned rooms as much as possible.

IDs, Please

Time spent outdoors comes with the added risk of pets escaping. Make sure that your pet is fitted with a microchip or ID tag with identifying information, or both. It’s always better to be safe than sorry.

 

Source: http://www.aspca.org/blog/celebrate-pet-safety-memorial-day

Mothers Day Essay Contest Submission

Dear Cat Practice,

My name is Maxi, but it wasn’t always Maxi…….

I used to live outside, in Little Ferry, New Jersey.  I was thin, lonely and hungry for food and affection.  One summer evening I heard the sounds of a family enjoying a barbecue with lights, music and laughter.  I timidly approached, hoping my new found friends would offer me a treat.  Did they ever??!!  That might have been some of the best chicken I’d ever tasted.  I didn’t get too close, so they put it on a paper plate several yards away from where they were sitting.  Feeling full, I wandered away again…

A couple of day later, I went back to that yard that had been so pretty with lights and spotted a potters bench in the sunlight.  Up I hopped, and settled on a shelf for a snooze.  Lady of the house spotted me and quietly left some food, pretty sure it was bologna, outside the basement door.  It was delicious!  I returned to my potter’s shelf day after day.  One day, to my surprise and joy, a fluffy pillow had been left where I’d been napping recently.  After making a few biscuits on top of it, I settled down for what was becoming a ritual.  I sleep in the sun, now on a pillow, eat outside the basement door, and then wander away, alone.  One day, after a bad rainstorm, I assumed my pillow would be all soggy and wet.  Imagine my delight when I discovered the pillow was warm and dry and smelled like dryer sheets!!

Winter was coming.  It gets cold in New Jersey right after summer ends, especially at night.  By November, it was blustery and December was no better.  I was so thankful for the warm pillow and the bowls of cat food and water.  I don’t know how to tell time so there were some days when I missed the Lady.  I didn’t know it, but she missed me, too.  She told me, some time later, that she once spent a frantic night worried about me during an ice storm.  She told me she didn’t like the idea of me searching for a warm, dry place to spend the night.

Little did I know that she was hatching a catnapping!!  She lived alone during the week, with family coming on the weekends.  She wanted me…and I wanted her!  Lady used to leave me food and water by the basement door.  She’d call out “max, come and eat” when she left the food.  Sometimes, my ugly brother, ‘faciabrute’ would get to the food before me, but I didn’t mind.  He may have had a face not as pretty as mine, but he was hungry, too.   One day, the basement door was left open while I ate.  I meant to tell the Lady this, but she was nowhere to be seen.  The next day, the door was left open, too; and my bowl was moved a few inches to the left.  Maybe the Lady is senile??   I mean, it’s winter, it’s 25 degrees out here!  She should close the door before she lets all the heat out!

The third day, the door was open again, and this time, my bowl was on a step inside the house!!  Boy, did it feel warm in there!   What could be the harm in eating in a warm room for a change???  It seemed like an invitation and it smelled like the Lady.  ( I know because I always rub against her leg when she’s outside)   So, I ate inside and then left for another night in the cold.  The next day was Saturday and that guy was there.  I saw him come in last night with his bags.   He didn’t scare me much and sometimes, he’d feed me, too!

Saturday afternoon, again, open door, dish inside.   This time, my dinner was on the very bottom step, pretty far away from the door.  But, my stomach was growling and I wanted to eat.  I never noticed the door closing, never heard it!  When I saw Lady behind me, I noticed the door had closed.  I was nervous for a moment, even scared.  I tried to open the door, but it was closed tight.  The Lady disappeared up another flight of stairs…  I didn’t know what to do, so I followed her.  The Guy was sitting in the parlour, and boy did he look surprised when I walked into the room.  Inside the house was a pillow, just like my outside pillow, and a big bowl of food and fresh, cool water.  There was some weird box that had some smelly rocky stuff in it.  Pretty sure I was supposed to poop in there, so I did!!

That Monday, I went for a car ride to see a nice doctor who looked me over and stuck some nasty things into me!  I weighed just a bit over 9# and the doctor guessed I was 5 years old.  He also told the Lady that I was a girl and she immediately changed my name to Max – I – Cat, Maxi for short.

We stayed in the house in Little Ferry until 2010.  Me and the Lady slept together on the big bed up even more stairs all week long.  On Fridays, the Guy would come, and I’d have to share the big bed with him, too, until Monday.

One day, the Lady and I went for a car ride to a big airport.  She must have been scared, because she was crying as she hugged her family, her son and daughter, her first ‘guy’.  They were telling her its okay to have an adventure and they’d be fine.  She seemed happy and sad at the same time.  We went inside and waited on a long line.  I didn’t like being in my box until a man in a uniform told Lady to take me out of the box.  I didn’t like the look of him, and suddenly wanted to go back in my box!!  She held me very tightly and we walked through a machine that took pictures of our insides!   Then, back in the box I went, relieved to be away from the man in the uniform.  Outside, I could see all the planes and one of them was for us!   The Lady must really love me, because we were the first ones on the plane, and we sat in First Class!!  Sure, she had champagne…all  got was a pink blanket over my box to keep me calm and quiet.  As if…I cried the whole way.  The New Jersey doctor gave Lady pills for the flight for me…but she didn’t want to give them to me.  We stayed up together.

When we landed on June 14, 2010 in New Orleans, it was 95 degrees.  We went to our new house and waited for the weekend Guy.  Funny thing, he came in our car!  We flew first class and traveled in 4 hours.  He had to drive and it took him 2 days.  HA HA!  Strangely, when Monday came, he didn’t leave.  He never left again.   Go figure.

So, that’s my story.   That’s how I went from being a skinny, lonely outside New Jersey cat to being a slightly overfed, blissfully happy New Orleans cat.  I met these cool people at a place called the Cat Practice.  There’s a painting of a real fat cat on the outside of their building.  I wish they would take a look at that cat the next time they tell Lady to put me on a diet again.  I love my treats, what can I tell you?

Roseann Rostoker

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Mother’s Day Essay Contest Submission

Ms. Ginja,

My name is Charlie and I want to tell you my story. I think I might have had a family before at one time. I really don’t know why they didn’t want me anymore and stopped taking care of me. I was on my own for a long time until last month when I found my way into this nice lady’s backyard. I was in pretty bad shape by then. This lady would feed me and talk to me and try to get me to trust her. One day she caught me! She put me in a cage and took me to the doctor. She knew I needed help and that I could not get better on my own. She was afraid I would not live much longer if left outside with nobody to help me. I was a real mess. I had wounds on my legs that were not healing, I was skinny and hungry, and I had so many of these nasty little bugs on me that I felt like I was being eaten alive. My skin was raw and ugly because I scratched so much to try to get rid of the mites. I think it even shocked the doctor and his staff when they saw me the first time. But Dr. Cousins and his staff took very good care of me and treated me like royalty even though I was just a common cat, and an ugly mess of one at that. I’m getting better now thanks to this lady that calls herself my mom (and all of you at the Cat Practice). My wounds are healed, the bugs (scabies) are gone and my hair is growing back. Mom says she named me Charlie because I have a black spot like a mustache under my nose and I remind her of Charlie Chaplin whoever that is, and she tells me I’m going to be a pretty handsome guy. I live inside now. I no longer have to worry about being cold, wet or what I’m going to eat or worse, what could eat me! Mom makes sure I eat healthy food every day (much better than the trash I was eating on the street) and that I have a comfortable place to sleep. I never had a real bed before and it feels so good to curl up and fall asleep now. It’s hard for me to trust humans, but I’m trying to get to know her. I know it hurts her feelings when I shy away from her, but she’s being really patient with me. She keeps telling me she hopes one day that I will love her as much as she loves me. She even bought me these things called toys. I never had things like this before and don’t really know what to do with them, but I do really like the way they smell. That catnip stuff is awesome!

Mom didn’t have to rescue me, but she did. She already has two other fur kids to take care of and really couldn’t afford another. I have a kitty brother, Minnie, that mom rescued just like me. I also have a doggie sister, Sally, that mom rescued from the animal shelter. She’s pretty cool, for a dog. Minnie and Sally have both told me that Mom will often times do without things she really needs or wants just so she can take care of us. She makes sure we all have the best food, the best medical care, toys to play with, and comfortable beds. She even feeds my friends that are still outside – Fuzzy, Cry Baby, Lil’ Bit, Kitty Kitty and Grumpy Cat. She gives us all of her love and attention, but she does not take care of herself. Everything she does is for us. My Aunt Diane is always telling Mom she should take better care of herself. Mom says we are her whole world and nothing makes her happier than being with us. Sometimes though I’ll see her crying and I asked Sally & Minnie why. They told me Mom had another kitty called Meow that passed away last year. It was very hard on Mom to lose him and she still misses him terribly.

I know that my mom is not the only human to rescue kitties like me, and that all moms love and care for their fur kids. But those other moms are not MY mom. Only MY mom takes care of ME and loves ME, and I’m so happy she does and that she made me part of her family along with Minnie and Sally. I think I’m going to like it here.

Sincerely,

Charlie Lester

Mother’s Day Essay Contest Submission

Dear Cat Practice,

My Mommy deserves World’s Best Cat Mom because she changed my life and then she saved my life! My mommy rescued me herself when I was just a baby. Well, I actually chose her by jumping out of my bushy wooded area to play with her while she was running one morning. Later that day, she came back to see if I was still there…and to see if I was homeless. I thought those bushes were my new home, but it turns out I got to live in paradise because of my new mommy. Within a few hours, I had a new “brudder” to play with, and I slept in a bed for the first time. Boy was I in heaven! Mommy quickly got me nourished, rested and extremely loved…now Mom and I are like peas & carrots!

 

We had four worry-free, healthy years until a few months ago when I got really sick. I was in a lot of pain, and mommy took me to Dr. Cousins as soon as she could. My tests were so bad that mommy thought she might lose me. She could’ve let me go, but she didn’t…she fought for me and I fought for her. It wasn’t fun being away from home and away from mommy for a whole week, but everyone was so friendly and took care of me and were happy to accept my kisses at The Cat Practice! Mommy learned how to become my nurse because she loves me so much. I heard that Dr. Cousins even tells our story to other mommies who have kitties with kidney problems too…I hope it gives other mommies hope to stay strong and fight too!

 

Now don’t get me wrong, having PKD is no picnic! I have to go through a treatment that I really don’t like twice a day. I sometimes hide so that mommy can’t find me. But she gets through it as fast as she can, and I get extra kisses when I’m finished! I know mommy doesn’t like doing this to me either, but I know she does it to make me feel better. I’m still here because of her and I cherish every day I have with her and Ludo (my brudder)!

 

My favorite time of day is when we snuggle in the mornings. We could snuggle for hours! I find myself so happy that I make lots of biscuits on mommy.  My favorite thing about mommy is how affectionate and caring she is. She always gives me kisses hello & goodbye (she knows how much I love kisses) and is always giving me an extra pat to make sure I know how much she loves me. I don’t know what I’d do or where I’d be without her…she’s the best!

 

Meow you know our story. I hope you vote my mommy the best in the whole wide world!

 

Meow & Kisses,

Olly Granger