You can tell if a cat has a fever by touching its paws and or ears. If they feel warmer than usual, the cat probably has a fever.
'Fever' for kitties is generally above 103. We generally go up to 103 because their temperatures will raise due to stress.
You can use a human nail clipper to trim cats’ nails, as long as you hold the clipper sideways, otherwise you can squish the quick of the nail. (painful)
When cats eat food and then lightly brush their paws over it, as if they were burying it, they like it and they are ‘saving it for later.’ This is one of those things that they learned from mommy/in the wild because that’s how you saved food. You bury it for later.
When petting dogs, go slow, present your hand so they can sniff it, be sure to read their body language very carefully, and when you finally go to pet them, DONT LET YOUR THUMB HANG BELOW THE REST OF YOUR HAND BECAUSE THE DOG WILL BITE IT AND YOUR DAY WILL BE RUINED.
You can manually get very heavy dogs up the stairs with a little finagling. Hopefully this is not an aggressive dog. Stand behind the dog and place its front two paws on a high (but reachable) step, then slowly pick up their hind feet and put them on a step above where they were before. Lather rinse repeat. Using this method, I got a 100+ lb bernese mountain dog up a flight of stairs.
If your pet has medications and you know they are serious bizniz (like medicine for epilepsy) DON’T LEAVE THAT AT HOME, THAT SHIT IS LAME.
I’m almost done with my shift, and an unscheduled boarder comes in with a little Boston Terrier.
Now, I have not met this dog before, but he’s calm and quiet and looking at me. I go over to admit him, and bend down to pet him.
Once again, calm, quiet, and looking at me. I’m going slow, not making any sudden movements or sounds.
And then he turned into this:
And jumped up and bit me. Jerk.
We turned away the dog, and I went and soaked my hand in antiseptic for a while. I didn’t want to go to the hospital, but everyone told me to. So I went. They basically bandaged it up and gave me a script for antibiotics.
Freaking boston terriers…. >.<
On the plus side, it looks like I joined the ‘dog bite club.’ a couple doctors and vet techs stopped by while i was soaking my hand and told me about their various bite wounds and showed me their scars. It was actually pretty cool.
So there’s this kitten at work, looks just like the kitten in the link except for one thing. She’s got horrendous neck wounds which circle her entire neck.
A few weeks ago, someone left a shoebox in front of the hospital with a note on the box saying ‘I found this kitten, I think she needs help.’
Yeah. She needed help.
We can’t tell if she had a rope/string around her neck, or if it was a vine, or a micro-collar, or a wire or what, but this poor kitten had something around her neck for so long that it rubbed off a lot of her fur and cut through her skin. She was covered in her own blood, and some of her wounds were infected.
She was barely 4 weeks old.
Now, she’s doing much better. Her neck is still a mess, but it’s worlds away from what she looked like before. She’s very sweet, and has quickly become the hospital favorite. She loves being around people and purrs every time someone walks by her cage. I was playing with her today and I think she started trying to nurse from my hand. Either that or she was play-nipping me. Either way? Adorable.
We all wish we could take her home, but no one can afford to shoulder her medical costs.
Dear Powerwasher, thank you for existing. When Irene hit, the basement flooded and the floor was covered in dirt, scum, and dog feces. We were not looking forward to having to spray everything with hoses and scrub the floors and all the stuff that we had to do.
Powerwasher, if it weren’t for you, we would probably still be there, scrubbing the floor. But thanks to you, a multi-day job only took about 4 hours.
Holding you in my hands filled me with a strange sense of power, and watching you blast away stains from the floor that I had agonized over for weeks filled me with a glorious sense of accomplishment.
Now, it doesn’t smell downstairs, and everything looks super pretty and great.
I love you, powerwasher. I was very sad to return to my second shift to see that the maintenance guy took you back. I was looking forward to really getting to know you. Alas, it was not meant to be. Farewell, glorious friend, I will love you forever.
So after receiving my Bachelor’s degree of Music Education from a bangin’ music school, I find myself nervous about joining the ‘elite world’ of teachers, especially with the education world being what it is now.
After several attempts at finding a job, I stumbled across an opening at a local Animal Hospital as a Kennel Technician.
So here I am! I’ve been working here for about two months now, and you know - it could be worse. I feed, medicate, walk, and clean up after dogs and cats, clean floors, and play with dogs for a living.
The people are over-all pretty cool. I have to watch where I step with some of them, but I’m okay with that.