Pets of PedalPCB

[DGWVI]

One of the ingredients for Churu has to be an opioid of some kind, it really is magic!

Flambeau came down with Bartonella this past summer. Wouldn't eat or drink anything, and has always been averse to any sort of wet food. As a last resort, I picked up some Churu, and he reluctantly ate some and fell in love, and that kept him strong enough long enough for me to get him to the vet. It was also easy to mix with his antibiotics so I didn't have to force him with a syringe.

Now, the little butthead constantly demands them


He still won't eat any other wet food, or even any Churu that isn't strictly chicken flavored

 

[DGWVI]

Lazy day

 

[jubal81]

Caught Banjo and Kash on siesta.

 

[Nostradoomus]

 

[iamjackslackof]

He still won't eat any other wet food, or even any Churu that isn't strictly chicken flavored

Cats refusing to do the thing that keeps them alive unless it meets all of their stringent yet inscrutable criteria is the most cat thing ever lol.

If my cat was a dog, I'd say he likes provolone cheese, and that would be accurate. But since he's a cat, it's not. He likes Boar's Head provolone cheese, freshly sliced, thin. He accepts no substitutes.

 

[darwin999]

Cats definitely know when a food item is expensive, lol.

 

[Diynot]

Puppers first snow day. No surprise she loved it.

A rare moment of tolerance…..

 

[Feral Feline]

"Where does all this white stuff come from? Bless you sky gods!"








"What are you doing in there? Come out here and we can powder our noses together!"



I was going to post Sasha's inspection of the Sump overflow damage, but nobody needs to see that , even if pedal-related.


She's just had another schnoot full O schnow up her schnout, but I've posted pics before in the thread of her in white-face.



With all the effluence that's filtering into my so-called Effin' Life, to borrow a phrase from Geddy Lee, Sasha comforts me like no other dog I've had or met. She is hyper-sensitive to the mental-emotional well-being of myself and my wife and comforts us when we're under duress. It's kinda like those sci-fi beings you read about in books or see in movies that touch your wound to heal you, make it theirs and then melt it away. Sometimes I don't realise how stressed I am until Sasha comes and mends me. What a sweetheart!

 

[rossbalch]

This little Gremlin thinks my workspace is a playground.

 

[Feral Feline]

O
M
G!

Happy to cat-sit for you, anytime.

 

[rossbalch]

His sibling is way more well behaved.

 

[Fama]

Alma had tooth scaling done and was zonked out of her mind for a bit afterwards.


Best behaved she has ever been after the worst had cleared and she could walk easily. But was very mild mannered and loved scratchies even more than normal. We were wondering if we should just buy her drugs on the regular.

Afterwards she sat us down to tell us she was not angry, just disappointed that we took her to the vet.

 

[Feral Feline]

So a couple nights ago, Sasha barked up a storm out back — I rushed to make sure coyotes weren't jumping the fence and attacking, but couldn't see much in the woods beyond our fence — next to the fence, on the woods side, were some tracks...BIG.
I scanned again and saw them, two immensely large black shadows. Sensing they'd been seen, the moose started moving back into the woods.

Tonight, my wife went to walk Sasha while I was away on errands (insurance claims ), they got out to our driveway and in our immediate neighbour's driveway were the two moose! Like, a station-wagon's length away. Wish I'd been with them!

We've had moose around here before, couple young'n's that had to be relocated — I hope these two get relocated, 'cause while it's lovely having such majestic creatures quietly moving in our midsts' mists... I fear some idjit will take them out via vehicular Moose-Slaughter.

So... too dark to take pics the first round, wife too busy heeling a dog to take pics the second time...


Here's a pic of Sasha, just in from getting her schnout schnooted up with schnow (I've finally got some fairly good video of her power-powdering herself; I tell you it's like a whale breaching the surface!).




PS, I’ll have some of what Alma was having, please.

 

[Nostradoomus]

I miss living where the moose live.

 

[Mentaltossflycoon]

Sleepy chorgi. I'm thankful he chose the oldest most worn out couch for his naps considering how quickly he's destroying it.

 

[swelchy]

spelled his name wrong... it's Poncho..lol

 

[derevaun]

Making real strides with the backyard stray cat. She regularly comes inside for pets and food, but she keeps one eye on the escape route and will scoot back out if anyone walks around in the room. She prefers to spend most of her time in/atop the heated shelter I set up in the corner of our deck. There are heating pads inside and on top, the latter of which she seems to favor.

But today she spent a couple hours inside, including a little nap on a towel heated by yet another heating pad. At some point I'm going to have to close the door and let her deal with it, but I'm not in a hurry. Whatever she went through with humans in her past, she's baseline people-averse, punctuated by moments of bravery that are getting more frequent.

 

[tegendemuur]

I gave my dad a larger enclosure for Christmas, allowing his pet to be much more visible. Something rather strange for the pup to get used to! I suspect its slowness to be rather intimidating...

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[Feral Feline]

Look familiar?

Sasha produces a LOT of hair, so we've collected a lot of it, and my wife spins it into yarn and knits (or sometimes crochets) with it.
I think the piece above (a work in progress) is crocheted. All the colour variation is 100% natural.
Not sure what the end-game is on this one. It's about 60-75cm x 45cm ( 2'x1.5' ).


Reminds me of those guys at Disneyland or other theme parks that sit and scissor out black card profiles all day...

 

[derevaun]

The Cat Distribution System™ works in mysterious ways. Our resident stray cat finally decided to live primarily indoors, on a fairly cold (for PNW) night last week. It's a relief. I didn't want to just trap her inside, because there's a delicate balance to strike with our three other indoor cats. But it's tough out there with the owls and raccoons. She complained a lot when she couldn't go back outside, but she seems to have accepted her new life of comfort and confinement.



I don't know what she experienced with people in her past, but now that she's getting over her fear, she's become affectionate and sociable. She has an abnormality in her forelegs that cause her paws to point out and that seems to cause general weakness that affects her gait and ability to jump down comfortably. A vet visit is going to really piss her off, but hopefully we can find out what's up, and also address her serious-ass tapeworm situation.