The workout bench I ordered arrived the other day and Chris not only took over the box he defended it from all invaders named Frankie.
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Every morning Frankie quickly eats half his food and then tries to convince me to let him out on the catio. The other morning Floki saw him there not paying attention and decided to pounce.
No Good Deed Goes Unpunished
I think anyone with cats knows that a catfight can breakout at any moment without warning, even after what seems like friendly behavior. Case in point:
Do any of you have cats that don’t do this?
Back to Normal
Things are pretty much back to normal in our house since the big fight on Monday morning.
I brought Chris to the vet on Monday afternoon but the vet didn’t find anything wrong with him, other than his weight. We didn’t do blood tests because it didn’t seem necessary but Rose thought it would be a good idea since Chris seems more lethargic lately so we decided to bring him to Frankie’s appointment that Thursday.
Chris and Frankie were separated for a little over a day. After introducing them back on Tuesday morning, Frankie was trying to be nice but Chris didn’t trust him and growled at him for a while. I went to work so I didn’t see anything but Rose sent me this photo.
It was an uneasy truce but it was a truce.
By Thursday things were mostly back to normal.
By Friday everything was completely back to normal.
I don’t know any human who would be best friends with the guy who tried to beat the crap out of him four days earlier.
I took Chris to the vet for blood work and got the results on Friday. Everything is good except for a couple of things that are in a grey area. So for now, we will go on like nothing happened.
After the Fight
We had a major fight yesterday morning between Chris and Frankie. If you didn’t see the post you can find it here. Since Frankie was the aggressor we decided to bring him to the vet but after making the appointment we thought Chris should go instead. That decision came because Chris has seemed slightly more lethargic lately and because Frankie was getting along fine with Floki and with me so I doubted that a physical condition was making him irritable.
Since moving, I haven’t found a new vet. When I looked for one yesterday morning none stood out above the others so I just picked the one that was the closest to home. I made a 3:30 appointment at The Animal Care Clinic of Largo.
I put Chris in Floki’s carrier, which wasn’t easy, and made it there five minutes early. After a short wait someone put us in an exam room and an assistant, or vet tech, came in and asked a few questions and then took Chris away to weigh him. She came back with Chris in one arm and the carrier in the other. I guess she knew better than to try to shove him back in there. She told me he weighed 18 pounds, which was just over the 17.9 pounds on his last vet visit.
While we waited for the vet, Chris did some exploring.
He then settled down next to me.
The vet then came in with her assistant and we talked for a bit before she examined Chris. She did a lot of squeezing around his stomach, which Chris did not like. She also tried to look in his ears but Chris has always had a problem with some kind of black gunk that grows in his ears. Another vet gave us an ear cleaner for him which we don’t use as much as we should because he is such a pain to work with.
She did say that when cats lose a sense, such as hearing, they become more defensive. She offered to clean his ears and when I found out she would do it for only twelve dollars I said go ahead. It wasn’t easy. They had to wrap him in a towel and he kept breaking free so they had to keep rewrapping him.
After the exam, she thought Chris was okay. She didn’t think he had diabetes because of his weight. I said that I thought diabetes was associated with weight gain but she said that cats lose weight and then gain it again after they are put on medication. She offered to do blood tests to rule out certain illnesses but she also seemed to doubt they were necessary so didn’t push them. She said basic blood work was $88 plus more for additional tests. Since I didn’t know what my cost was up to already I thought it would be better to save the money and bring Frankie in.
The vet spent a lot of time with us, more than any other vet in recent memory. That is why I was shocked when I saw the bill was $54. It seemed we could never leave our last vet for less than $180. If I had known, I might have said to go ahead with the blood tests. I might still bring him back after Frankie goes there.
Many of you were concerned about my injuries and I appreciate that. I can tell you that all my wounds seem to be healing fine except for my left index finger which is swollen right now. I am keeping an eye on it.
When Chris got home Frankie seemed fine with him and almost five minutes passed before a fight started and we had to separate them. Chris slept in our room last night (which means I got very little sleep) and we tried to reintroduce them this morning. Frankie seems over it but Chris hasn’t forgotten and growled at Frankie so we decided to keep them separated for a while longer.
Photo Friday: Preparing to Pounce
Puck Stands His Ground
I think I mentioned before that Frankie is a bit of a bully and that contributes, at least in part, to Puck’s stress and litter box issues. But while Puck may be stressed by Frankie, he is not intimidated by him. Fights happen all the time in our house but the most aggressive and unplayful fights happen between Puck and Frankie.
We had a night or two of cold weather last week and Rose had out a small blanket to keep her legs warm. On Friday morning I noticed the blanket was still out so I folded it and placed it on one of the cushions. I thought one of the cats would like to lie on it. I was right. Puck found it to be quite comfortable.
That evening, as Rose and I were watching television, Frankie attacked Puck while he was lying on that blanket. There were hissing and screaming and fur flying and yelling (from us humans) and when the dust settled Frankie was in possession of the blanket. But Puck wasn’t done . . .
He jumped back up and plopped himself down on the blanket right next to Frankie as if to dare him to try to knock him off again. Chris saw what was going on and added his considerable weight to the blanket issue (and his weight is considerable).
In the end, Frankie capitulated and peace was again restored in the land.
How Cat Fights Start
It seems that almost every time I see Chris washing another cat, it ends in a fight. That is especially true when he washes Floki. I don’t understand how such a nice thing goes bad so often.
Love, Fight, Sleep: A Cat’s Life
The other day I say Chris lying on the bed with Floki and the two of them were washing each other. I got my camera and started recording before the affection turned to fighting. The fighting was short and, following a brief period of tension, they both fell asleep.
I’m trying to picture humans doing that. Imagine you are in bed with your spouse being all lovey-dovey when suddenly, a big fight erupts. Fifteen seconds later the fight is over and, after a brief moment of tension, you fall asleep in each others arms. Can’t imagine it? Me either.
Here is the video I am talking about, but please forgive the quality. The camera’s auto focus was being a little crazy. Next time I will have to use the manual setting, if I can find it.
A Tail of Two Kitties
Floki can’t resist a moving tail and he seems to have found a target in Chris. Perhaps he knows Chris doesn’t like it.